|
Surely a Sherpa team with the name We Will Rob You and Leave You for Dead:
Sherpa Guides Cheap had to be the very best in the business? Surely the
sign was not meant to be taken seriously. It had to be an inside joke so
that only the smartest, such as Fred, would entertain hiring them. Fred got in line. It was a pretty long line full of blondes, Polacks, elephants and others like him. Finally Fred reached the front. "Neeme?" said a gruff shirtless man holding a piece of charcoal. "Oh, sire, my name is Frederigo DeHonaire, though most people just tend to call me Fred." "Deete of Berff?" "Ah! Another easy one. I was born in the middle of a beautiful June, approximiately four thirty in the afternoon of the 16th. It was fifth year of the noble and glorious reign of the Good King Alerick, the Bold. He was among the finest kings known in that region that day, having vanquished the orcs to the north and secured a fine farming region from the Kells in the West." The shirtless man puts an "X" in the box with his charcoal. "Curreent Addreess and preeveeous addressees for feeve yeers?" By the time Fred had done with the form the sun had gone down and the page was black with charcoal. Fred and his new buddy Axelrod, the Sherpa, would leave in the morning to the Seven Mountains.
|
Linking Enabled
Extending Enabled
25011668 episodes viewed since 9/30/2002 1:22:06 PM.