*DISCLAIMER*
THE FOLLOWING IS A WORK OF FICTION THIS IS AN ORIGINAL STORY/HOMAGE TO MONTY PYTHON. NO CULCHIES WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS STORY.
in a packet of crisps was a competition to find the golden pouch. inside the message
CONGRATULATIONS!
YOU HAVE WON A CHEST OF DRAWERS!
A CHEST OF DRAWERS! WHERES MY FUCKING MONEY?
that night i went home and inside was my chest i won. now understand this i never sent away prize ticket so how did this chest get here.
naturally i opened a drawer to look inside and was drawn inside a wormhole!
as i hurdled towards the abyss i only had one thought on my mind.
will the place i land in have a toilet? because this expierence has scared the crap out of me!
part two:A strange world run by the spanish inquistion, and a on going between the killer cars and Gangs of Keep Left signs! As well as a market place were i buy weapons and supplies to travel towards the giant PLOT-HOLE TO return to the real world! the mindfuck continues in
THE SWORD THAT FAINTS IN THE SIGHT OF BLOOD!
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