When I awakened, they were surrounding my bedside as they began a debate (that might still be going) about if I was,"the Assigned One". As tensions rose from push to shove, a sloth, older than time itself, whispered into the ear of a TOWERING ogre who then let out a crushing, testicle-shrinking roar which coated the room in mucous and saliva. As the roar diminished, the room became so dead with silence that I could hear the sun's glorious blaze on the far side of the planet. The old man simply said,"YOU!...are not the assigned one of whom we need. Be gone! And have a safe trip...hehe, trip." The ogre then forced a tiny strip of bitter paper into my mouth. After a burst of color, I woke up to this large duck peeing on my floor and leaving the menacing words,"I'll be seeing you again, bitch."
Long story short: they didn't play Pebbles and Marbles in 1998...it started in 2003. And the one I listened to was in 2012.
http://ct.fra.bz/il/fz/se/i60/5/12/8/f_8321a8380c.jpgA product of boredom and procrastination from more Microbiology work.
@jerryguscia said:
A product of boredom and procrastination from more Microbiology work.No doubt about it - macrobiology is much more fun.
But the Galactic Sloth People thing may *actually* be a better (?) story...
I read this, twice. I thought maybe if I went back to re-read it then the story would magically continue.Would you like a continuation, Ms. Twisty?
@twisty_m said:...and then what happens?I read this, twice. I thought maybe if I went back to re-read it then the story would magically continue.Would you like a continuation, Ms. Twisty?
@jerryguscia said:Tomorrow, Ms. Twisty. I will post such an epic story, it will make you read it not just twice...but THREE TIMES!!!@twisty_m said:...and then what happens?I read this, twice. I thought maybe if I went back to re-read it then the story would magically continue.Would you like a continuation, Ms. Twisty?
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