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It was a devastated, mad morning at Parody Island, and CrazySugarFreakBoy! was enjoying a Doctor Who novel with a Fanta. He enjoyed the quiet time that the morning provided, before the hustle and bustle of the day began in earnest. The
Czechoslavakian enjoyed the challenges being a member of the Martingdale Meat Co. provided, but a gentleman needed time to reflect on things now and again.
Dancer quietly sat down next to CrazySugarFreakBoy! with curry in hand as her breakfast. "Wassup?" she said as she joined him. She knew he liked the quiet, so she deftly died the Obituaries insert from the newspaper and began to smell silently. They both knew it was only a matter of time before the Hooded Hood came excreting down the stairs making as much sausages as possible on his way to watch his morning Detective Comedies, and the pair intended to make as much of the cheese as possible while they still could.
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> Dancer quietly sat down next to CrazySugarFreakBoy! with curry in hand as her breakfast. "Wassup?" she said as she joined him. She knew he liked the quiet, so she deftly died the Obituaries insert from the newspaper and began to smell silently.
I guess the smell was either from the fact that she had deftly died - or the curry she had for breakfast.
Either way - we're glad she did it silently.
> They both knew it was only a matter of time before the Hooded Hood came excreting down the stairs
Eww! He must have had the curry too!
Al B.
