And they all skipped home to...
...Their watermelon-shaped house, in which was situated five solid gold chairs, and seven Oompa Loompa bodyguards.
The door to this house was very short, so the three of them had to crawl through the entrance. When they got inside, there was a lovely lamb roast sitting on the table, happily eating the boy's parents.
"Do not eat my parents!" The boy shouted. Then it stopped. Following his castigation, the boy, Ernest and Dave all took up their seats in the golden chairs and watched as they were served by Oompa Loompas.
"Orlando, do not attempt to run away again. No matter how hard you try, you cannot escape your arranged marriage with Gareth. Yes, Gareth is a girl's name!" The father, who was fat, said.
"See, son, look at how well your brother and his partner are getting along." The mother, who was a Welsh Crocodile, said, looking at Ernest and Dave. The two lovers gazed lovingly into eachother's eyes with love. Or, well, dust, in Ernest's case.
Orlando's mother, the Welsh Crocodile, sat up in her seat. "Oh, yes, and I almost forgot...
The door to this house was very short, so the three of them had to crawl through the entrance. When they got inside, there was a lovely lamb roast sitting on the table, happily eating the boy's parents.
"Do not eat my parents!" The boy shouted. Then it stopped. Following his castigation, the boy, Ernest and Dave all took up their seats in the golden chairs and watched as they were served by Oompa Loompas.
"Orlando, do not attempt to run away again. No matter how hard you try, you cannot escape your arranged marriage with Gareth. Yes, Gareth is a girl's name!" The father, who was fat, said.
"See, son, look at how well your brother and his partner are getting along." The mother, who was a Welsh Crocodile, said, looking at Ernest and Dave. The two lovers gazed lovingly into eachother's eyes with love. Or, well, dust, in Ernest's case.
Orlando's mother, the Welsh Crocodile, sat up in her seat. "Oh, yes, and I almost forgot...
posted by Jono | 2:28 pm
2 Comments:
to tell you, that weird emo kid you call your friend stopped by earlier to retrieve his razor. when i informed him you where out he stole the piece of rope i had conveniently in my hand and hung himself in the backyard.
... "you will meet Gareth in six months. Until then, you will be sent to the Academy for Silly, Stupid, Horrible Alligators and Terrapins (ASSHAT). My cousin, Daisy, is instructing there. He's a brilliant..."
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