Mediocre Moose Maulings!!
The day arrives where old man Jenkins pulls the two of you out of the cage.
"Alright, time to play a nice round of hide and hunt. Now I'll but this towel around my eyes, spin around in a cricle five times, count to fifty, and then start shootingly wildly in the air until I hear something die."
You and Orpheus run from him the moment he put on the stylish black linen. In his home, you and Orpheus search the kitchen.
"Zelda, he doesn't have a can opener, now we need to leave."
"What do you mean he doesn't have one? He has all these cans of soup!"
"These are all the ones with the little soda can opener thingy on them. You open it like cat food.
"Dangit! And I went all the way to this farm to find the can opener."
"I thought you were looking for me."
"Whatever. Now we need a way to make sure this guy will never be able to get away with this crap again. I know, we'll post under his name a long rant about /Z/."
"/z/?! But Zelda, the laws of the web specifically say under the first and second ammendment NOT to talk about /z/!"
"And they will look up his name, find out his phone number, prank call him, report him to authorities, and then photoshop pictures of him until he's as unfunny as...um...brussel sprouts."
"...what? Brussel sprouts?"
"Shut up, Orph. Brussel sprouts are not funny."
"I know, but..that seems rather random.."
"Whatever, now lets go home. ....fatty."
"What? I'm 120 pounds, you're what, 198.999?"
And the two of you bickered long into the night in Old Man Jenkin's farm.
Then you two started making out for some reason. Then you returned to bickering..then some charades.
The End.
"Alright, time to play a nice round of hide and hunt. Now I'll but this towel around my eyes, spin around in a cricle five times, count to fifty, and then start shootingly wildly in the air until I hear something die."
You and Orpheus run from him the moment he put on the stylish black linen. In his home, you and Orpheus search the kitchen.
"Zelda, he doesn't have a can opener, now we need to leave."
"What do you mean he doesn't have one? He has all these cans of soup!"
"These are all the ones with the little soda can opener thingy on them. You open it like cat food.
"Dangit! And I went all the way to this farm to find the can opener."
"I thought you were looking for me."
"Whatever. Now we need a way to make sure this guy will never be able to get away with this crap again. I know, we'll post under his name a long rant about /Z/."
"/z/?! But Zelda, the laws of the web specifically say under the first and second ammendment NOT to talk about /z/!"
"And they will look up his name, find out his phone number, prank call him, report him to authorities, and then photoshop pictures of him until he's as unfunny as...um...brussel sprouts."
"...what? Brussel sprouts?"
"Shut up, Orph. Brussel sprouts are not funny."
"I know, but..that seems rather random.."
"Whatever, now lets go home. ....fatty."
"What? I'm 120 pounds, you're what, 198.999?"
And the two of you bickered long into the night in Old Man Jenkin's farm.
Then you two started making out for some reason. Then you returned to bickering..then some charades.
The End.
