a very nice pomegranate tree from a
garden where things grow best left be;
however, due to the Scouts' sloppy swordmanship
the wicked pomegranite tree escaped to maim
Darth Baul gravely, easily penetrating his armour
since his jockstrap wasn't spiked, or backed
with alchemical silver plating. Squealing in pain,
The Sith grasped his bleeding femoral artery
staring in disbelief as the pomegranate saplings
stuck their tongueroots in the bloody pool
and sucked up the gory mess, while
tiny animated fruit played gibson flying v's
, singing the Fruity Oaty Bars song and
shattering windowpanes with their high-pitched falsetto vocals.
Darth Baul's funeral was held in Paris
with Jacques Chirac providing a lovely eulogy
before burying the Sith Scout next to
Jim Morrison, that perpetually stoned front man
who once sang that bizarre song about
Mr. Mojo Rising, which was a code
only senile musical theatre enthusiasts
knew was loaded with hidden Sith knowledge.
Tina Yuthers' diligent efforts decoded the song
and her discovery made delerious with astonishment:
"Darth Sidious" backmasked says "Yoda is devilish",
the tittering of Jabba's pet rat-monkey is
a coded message saying, "drink your Ovaltine."
mixed with a home brew made of
cabonated prune juice and castor oil - this
healthful concoction, when mixed with tabasco sauce,
can rewire your cardiovascular system, turning you
into a stonecold holistic juicer war machine.
Finally, the backmasking implied that Jabba endorses
the New Republican Party in the 2008
with Dengar and Zuckuss as candidates for
senator from the states of Virginia and
Alaska, with Zuckuss coming out against Eskimo
Bob, the great white whale hunter and
infamous bleeding heart liberal. The race would
ultimately be determined in a violent showdown
: two men, two kayaks, two harpoons, one
game of ice chicken that ended with
a victory feast at Kentucky Fried Carrioncrawler
, complete with roaring skalds, viking midgets and
flaming GLEWG! "Someone saved my life", cried
a British pianist dressed like Donald Duck
as that someone swiftly deflected a thrown
viking midget with a TK forceblast, psionically
blasting the diminutive Leif Erickson into the
writhing cauldron of elemental fury that was
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