The impact of random on a modern society
you eat the zebra striped one. you are taken to a different dimension.
dimension 4 to be exact.
dreamy dimension 4 with its spluttering, silly streets. It was a place where you felt confused.
you are a predatory, sweet, apple juice drinker with ample feet and pointy fingernails. Once, You had even helped a small bean-nut butter cup cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.
you walked over to the window and reflected on your sick surroundings. The sun shone like hopping humming birds.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of jeffery toolip. jeffery was a spiteful knight with handsome feet and feathery fingernails.
you gulped. He was not prepared for jeffery.
As you stepped outside and jeffery came closer, he could see the wonderful glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want revenge," jeffery bellowed, in a greedy tone. He slammed his fist against you's chest, with the force of 1071 foxes. "I hate you, you you."
you looked back, even more puzzled and still fingering the fluffy blade. "jeffery, sloppy," you replied.
you look at each other with shocked feelings, like two cool, combative cats shouting at a very snotty party, which had piano music playing in the background and two noble uncles talking to the beat.
you regarded jeffery's handsome feet and feathery fingernails. you held out your hand. "Let's not fight," you whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered jeffery.
"Please?" begged you with puppy dog eyes.
jeffery looked afraid, his body blushing like a nervous, nice newspaper.
Then jeffery came inside for a nice drink of apple juice.
THE END
dimension 4 to be exact.
dreamy dimension 4 with its spluttering, silly streets. It was a place where you felt confused.
you are a predatory, sweet, apple juice drinker with ample feet and pointy fingernails. Once, You had even helped a small bean-nut butter cup cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.
you walked over to the window and reflected on your sick surroundings. The sun shone like hopping humming birds.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of jeffery toolip. jeffery was a spiteful knight with handsome feet and feathery fingernails.
you gulped. He was not prepared for jeffery.
As you stepped outside and jeffery came closer, he could see the wonderful glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want revenge," jeffery bellowed, in a greedy tone. He slammed his fist against you's chest, with the force of 1071 foxes. "I hate you, you you."
you looked back, even more puzzled and still fingering the fluffy blade. "jeffery, sloppy," you replied.
you look at each other with shocked feelings, like two cool, combative cats shouting at a very snotty party, which had piano music playing in the background and two noble uncles talking to the beat.
you regarded jeffery's handsome feet and feathery fingernails. you held out your hand. "Let's not fight," you whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered jeffery.
"Please?" begged you with puppy dog eyes.
jeffery looked afraid, his body blushing like a nervous, nice newspaper.
Then jeffery came inside for a nice drink of apple juice.
THE END