"Look," said Fred impatiently, "I don't have time to muck about with all
this new age philosophical hocus pocus, let's just get it over with shall
we? Make me green...every dragon I ever saw in books was green."
"Very well," intoned Belboz, and with a small motion of his hand he spoke a few unspeakable words. "What the hell is taking so long?" demanded Fred spitefully, and suddenly noticed that he was a large green dragon. "Woah," he shouted in surprise, and suddenly emitted a noisy fart. An unbearable stench filled the room. "Hey, wait a minute," Fred angrily yelled. "What did you say the green dragon was made of?" "Spite and gas," repeated Belboz as he smoothly vanished. "Well aren't you a clever old bastard," Fred spitted at the suddenly absent necromancer. He felt bitter frustration welling up within his soul as he considered his predicament. He also felt another blast of methane welling up within his bowels.
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