"Ow!!" yelled Schmuck q. Schlimiel at the giant bagel, rubbing his zapped ass gingerly. "That fucking hurt!"
Schmuck q. Schlimiel then proceeded to give the Ten Kilowatt Bagel a piece of his mind, expressing his hopes that the following things would happen to it:
- It would recieve a gift it did not want, and have to pay a restocking fee upon returning it.
- That it would lose the ability to sweat everywhere except its armpits, so it was always sweltering and still had to use deoderant.
- That it go on a low-carb diet for months, only to discover it was also high-calorie.
- It would lose its job, yet still be under contractual obligations.
- That it would hire a lobbying company, only to find it was owned by Jack Abramoff.
- That it would purchase the world's most expensive hairpiece, only to have its hair grow back.
- That it spend a month to let to level 99, only to discover the game merely looped back to level 01 (and reset its score)
- That it would pay handsomly for a customized car, only to find it was a yugo.
The Bagel zapped him again.
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