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My little piemosets
greetings my little piemosets!

it is time foR EDUCATION

you see, gentoo linux is really for mandrake exiles

peedle the magic wumpanop was traveling through the flungalooboo forest when he encounted joy!rex the narcaleptic archer.

"good day!" joy!rex saluted.

"yes, yes, very fine, how about those snorfleberries this year?" peedle chirped back pleasantly.

"oh, i am TRULY looking forward to them!" replied joy!rex.

With that, they parted ways, and peedle continued on his merry way. the trees swam in the breeze, leaves flew around, watched over by the ambling clouds. It was a fantastic day; spring was in full session.

though he was sad to emerge from the beautiful forest, he was excited by the bustling enivronment of snorrisnell market. there were so many things to do - fruit and berries to buy, music to hear, ale to drink at the one-armed-fist-pump tavern... he couldn't decide.

peedle passed the day there happily, lost in the foaming sea of communication, stimulation, and activity.

tired after a busy day, peedle wandered up the hill, back into the forest.

he had to move quickly, for with the onset of darkness came the h4x0r wolves, and they liked to grok mangos.

having safelt made it home, peedle sighed at the wonder of the world.

then locked himself in his basement, and began building his pipe bombs.

a few months later the snorrisnell market mysteriously suffered a few momentous blasts, maiming dozens... the press intently covered the tracking of what pixieland police were calling "the snorrisnell smackdowner."

no one ever suspected merry little peedle.

and he never gave them any reason to.

the end.
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-06-04 20:28:26
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