After engaging in his attack from the rear, Lord Fred is suddenly
bombarded with two hundred pounds of dragon excrement, the product of the
dragon's steady diet of giraffes. The sudden onslaught of crap wasn't enough to kill Fred, but it did bring him to the ground, just a few yards away from the dragon's rear orifice. Gasping for breath, Lord Fred lies in a hideous and enormous pile of shit, an equal mix of solid and liquid waste. The stench is unbearable. To top it off, his sword was lost in the explosion. Now what?
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