Fat Man in a little Coat: Chapter 1
One Day while Peter and Chris griffin were camping in the woods a spirit of darkness offered peter a coat of power in exchange for his soul. Peter could only muster one thing out of his mouth.
" Yeah Yeah, But the real question is. Do yall sell corndogs cause I'm dying of hunger?"
The Spirit was enraged at the thought of being mocked. In anger the spirit Cursed peter not with the coat of power but the coat of excessive weight. Unfortunately the coat itself was a little small.
" Ahh crap. It feels like I just ate 15 cheeseburgers." Peter said after the spirit had faded away.
" You did eat 15 hamburgers." Chris said pointing to some Cheeseburger wrappers at Peters Feet.
" Ohh Yeah almost forgot." Peter replied. Than it dawned on Peter that his coat was to small.
" Damned Jews." Peter yelled into the darkness.
" Hey I heard that!" A raspy voice from within the woods called out.
" Hey Chris Come Quick! Bring Some Kerosene I got a big fart for the fire!" Peter called out.
" Ok Dad." Chris replied in his usual voice.
" Alrigh Alright, Here Goes." Peter Pulled his pants down and faced away from the flame.
FFFFFfaaaaaaarrrrt!!! A fart as loud as sirens burst into flames as it erupted from peters but and into the blazing fire.
" PETER!" Lois's voice commanded from behind him.
" Lois? How the hell did you get here?" Peter asked curiously.
" That's not what matters. Pack Your stuff up and we're leaving. You can't teach Chris That kind of behavior. And where'd you get that awfully small coat?" Lois Lectured.
Peter smirked and picked up a corndog off the ground.
To Be Continued.
One Day while Peter and Chris griffin were camping in the woods a spirit of darkness offered peter a coat of power in exchange for his soul. Peter could only muster one thing out of his mouth.
" Yeah Yeah, But the real question is. Do yall sell corndogs cause I'm dying of hunger?"
The Spirit was enraged at the thought of being mocked. In anger the spirit Cursed peter not with the coat of power but the coat of excessive weight. Unfortunately the coat itself was a little small.
" Ahh crap. It feels like I just ate 15 cheeseburgers." Peter said after the spirit had faded away.
" You did eat 15 hamburgers." Chris said pointing to some Cheeseburger wrappers at Peters Feet.
" Ohh Yeah almost forgot." Peter replied. Than it dawned on Peter that his coat was to small.
" Damned Jews." Peter yelled into the darkness.
" Hey I heard that!" A raspy voice from within the woods called out.
" Hey Chris Come Quick! Bring Some Kerosene I got a big fart for the fire!" Peter called out.
" Ok Dad." Chris replied in his usual voice.
" Alrigh Alright, Here Goes." Peter Pulled his pants down and faced away from the flame.
FFFFFfaaaaaaarrrrt!!! A fart as loud as sirens burst into flames as it erupted from peters but and into the blazing fire.
" PETER!" Lois's voice commanded from behind him.
" Lois? How the hell did you get here?" Peter asked curiously.
" That's not what matters. Pack Your stuff up and we're leaving. You can't teach Chris That kind of behavior. And where'd you get that awfully small coat?" Lois Lectured.
Peter smirked and picked up a corndog off the ground.
To Be Continued.