drunken_nomad wrote: know the way to San Francisco, where everybody adorn their
selves with nice things on
their heads. Big funny hats
, lots of sparkly earrings, weaves,
and thousands of bodily peircings.
Ahhh, San Francisco! No one
remembers where they parked the
Dwarf Wagon. The squid agitator
was also lost, somewhere in
Haight-Ashbury among the head shops.
Lucy, Smeagle, and the others
seek out the nearest Starbucks
brewed steaming coffee. Which was
necessary to power the enormous
cold fusion device they dragged
along with their weapons and
powered with sick children's dreams
so they could conquer the
monsters in their mother's armoire.
The monsters were actually a
series of repressed homicidal fruit-flavored
constructs known as Gummi Bears
who fooled entire cities of
unsuspecting dupes who thought them
harmless, but tasty, candies. The
foul monstocities of artificial flavoring
had initiated this insidious plan
rival candies, the sour neon
sugar frosted peach flavored chocolatewights.
The Gummi Bears (bouncing here
and there, and everywhere) had
chocolatewights tended to melt in
groups of three and above.
However, this melting process served
the purpose of making them
impossible to remove from silk
, which irritated the bears because
, in truth, silk can chafe!
The gummi bears, thus victorious,
celibrated by throwing a huge
tea party, with their new
pals, the teddy grams, who
were always down for tea.
The teddy grahams were known
to get hammered and rowdy
when they added brandy to
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