Book's hill...
B-Mental plummets from the sky when his parachute fails him. Luckily, I landed on Bookinator, who(m?) was knocked flatter than a ten cent sandwich and ejected from the hill by the kinetic energy.
B's hill (accidentally)
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Book's hill...
B-Mental plummets from the sky when his parachute fails him. Luckily, I landed on Bookinator, who(m?) was knocked flatter than a ten cent sandwich and ejected from the hill by the kinetic energy.
B's hill (accidentally)
After landing, Book slowly walked up to the hill. She was one sore writer and wasn't going to take no for an answer. Glaring at the accidental ruler, she pulled out a prunecake. B-Mental (who happaned to be deathly afraid of prunes) shrieked at the top of his lungs and went flying down the hill. Book then reclaimed the hill (again) and started making huge batches of the cakes. With a heavy arsenal of deadly fruit buns, Book was a formidable enemy to cross indeed. Satisfied, Book sent channel 4 news the announcement of her ownership of the hill.
*yodels* MY HIIIIII-iiiiiiiii-IIIIIIIIIILL!
Being surrounded by prune cakes, Book did not notice my giant dog and me walking up the hill. I set my dog loose and she devours the prune cakes, and gets a few chomps of Book who runs bawling down the hill.
MY HILL
After tempting Lil Stras's dog with some raw steak, she tore down the hill side, Lil Stras in tow, so that I could claim MY HILL.
I take the raw steak and soak it in a temporary poison and then cook it and five it to Zanna who, unable to resist my amazing cooking abilities, eats it and is knocked out. I shove her off and claim
My Hill.
wha? You five it? as in, slap me a high-five? And then I eat it? Well, steak is usually good. Fortunately, it wasn't a deadly poison, so when I awake, I'm hungry enough to threaten to eat you! You run screaming down MY HILL, not wanting to be eaten for lunch. :goof:
The poison turned out to also have a delayed action, so zanna passes out again. It's still not deadly, but it gives me a chance to roll her off of
my hill.
whew! What would I do if it was deadly? And why do I have to keep passing out? I swear, I never have. After drinking a magical draught garenteed to neutralize the poison, I storm up the hill once again, taking bluevictim quite by surprise (trying to figure out where all his books went), and I tell him I saw the big bad wolf run off with his whole collection, right into the big bad woods over yonder. So, now it's MY HILL.
I still can't find my books, but I make friends with the big bad wolf and sic him on zanna. He easily chases her off of
my hill.
Ooh, good plan. Fortunately, I trick him into cooking me cookies and cakes, with which to lure bluevictim off my hill.
After eating those cookies and cakes, I get a burst of carbo-fueled energy with which I easily overcome zanna to retake my hill.
shoot! Well, fortunately I'd remebered to pack a turkey sandwich, which bluevictim scarfed down, also, and the triptophane (sp?) kicked in, and I was able to reclaim MY HILL from a sleeping bluevictim.
zanna didn't realize that I have very violent dreams, and I sleepwalk! She barely escapes my slumbering rage. I wake up with no one in sight on my hill.
talk about a close call. Now knowing better than to put bluevictim to sleep, I pull out another sneaky tactic . . . the ultimate show-off opp. And of course he falls for it; right off my hill.
I got so inspired that I start trying out my singing talent. The cacophony is more than zanna can take -- she runs away with her hands over her ears. I then stroll back onto my hill.