Betty picked herself up, brushed herself off and looked over rather
indignantly at Fred and Astra. Neither
of the two fictional heroes had even bothered to try to save her.
And it wasn't like it would have
been hard for them; all it would have taken was a death-defying leap or
somesuch. But no, both of them
had just stood by while an out-of-control Yugo had careened right at her.
Luckily though Betty was no, please excuse the phrase, damsel in distress. She could take care of herself. And when faced with an oncoming 4-cylinder, 2-door, econo-sized hatchback, Betty knew exactly what she had to do. Get out of the way. And that's exactly what she did. "Excuse me," said a voice that sounded like the sepulchral scraping of a coffin lid, "I'm afraid I'm in a bit of a hurry, so if you don't mind we need to be getting along." Betty turned and saw that it was Death. And he was grinning at her. But, since his head was after all just a fleshless skull, you really couldn't blame him for his rather inappropriate facial expression. "But, but, but I survived!" Betty stammered. "The car missed me!" Death shook his head and pointed with one bony finger at the front of the Yugo. Mashed against the front end were the pulpy remains of one Betty Ragan, late of the VLA and now ex-contributor to the world famous Never Ending Quest. "Damn!" she grumbled. "Of all the ways to die in this world I had to get hit by a Yugo! A Yugo!"
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