Jerkcity - The Sound of HLGAHGAHULGHAGAH
by ponpoko
Spigot was standing in some kind of a surreal black-and-white landscape. He saw steep hills in the distance, but somehow they seemed unreachable and... insignificant. He stroked his thin beard as he looked around himself. Short, white grass covered the ground everywhere he could see. The place was bizarre and alien, but he couldn't shake the feeling he had been there before.
His first reaction, naturally, was to assume that he was dreaming. The place did have a certain dream-like quality to it, but he quickly dismissed this theory. It all seemed far too real for that. He took a few careful steps, but didn't seem to be moving at all. Of course, the terrain was rather homogenic - just white grass as far as his eyes could see. Walking wouldn't get him anywhere.
At this point, he was feeling a bit nervous. He decided to call for help - just in case someone lived in the plains. He stood up straight, breathed in, and yelled from the bottom of his lungs. The words wouldn't come out right.
Instead of calling for help, he shouted "EXCUSE ME WAITER, BUT MY DICK IS STILL UNLICKED".
This frightened him. He covered his mouth with his hands, not daring to speak.
Suddenly, someone appeared. It wasn't a dramatic come-down-from-the-heavens-entrance, or even a cartoony appear-in-a-poof-of-smoke-entrance. It wasn't even an entrance - it was as if that person had always been there with him.
Spigot looked at the stranger and slowly lifted his hands from his mouth. It was a multi-eyed humanoid in a hula skirt. Somehow, this didn't seem strange to Spigot in any way. The humanoid spoke in a manner similar to what Spigot had yelled a moment ago:
"I'M SORRY SIR, I WILL TAKE YOUR ORDER SHORTLY HROMPH HGWUGHLAH"
Spigot stared at the humanoid. He was thoroughly confused, but in a way, he felt that what they were doing was... proper? Once again, he opened his mouth to speak, not caring if his message would come through:
"I'M GOING TO TALK WITH YOUR MANAGER ABOUT THIS GHALGHUAG HGWOMP SPURT CHOKE"
And then, they both smiled. They didn't exactly have any idea what was going on, but it was definitely proper. They'd be spending a lot of time together from now on.
by ponpoko
Spigot was standing in some kind of a surreal black-and-white landscape. He saw steep hills in the distance, but somehow they seemed unreachable and... insignificant. He stroked his thin beard as he looked around himself. Short, white grass covered the ground everywhere he could see. The place was bizarre and alien, but he couldn't shake the feeling he had been there before.
His first reaction, naturally, was to assume that he was dreaming. The place did have a certain dream-like quality to it, but he quickly dismissed this theory. It all seemed far too real for that. He took a few careful steps, but didn't seem to be moving at all. Of course, the terrain was rather homogenic - just white grass as far as his eyes could see. Walking wouldn't get him anywhere.
At this point, he was feeling a bit nervous. He decided to call for help - just in case someone lived in the plains. He stood up straight, breathed in, and yelled from the bottom of his lungs. The words wouldn't come out right.
Instead of calling for help, he shouted "EXCUSE ME WAITER, BUT MY DICK IS STILL UNLICKED".
This frightened him. He covered his mouth with his hands, not daring to speak.
Suddenly, someone appeared. It wasn't a dramatic come-down-from-the-heavens-entrance, or even a cartoony appear-in-a-poof-of-smoke-entrance. It wasn't even an entrance - it was as if that person had always been there with him.
Spigot looked at the stranger and slowly lifted his hands from his mouth. It was a multi-eyed humanoid in a hula skirt. Somehow, this didn't seem strange to Spigot in any way. The humanoid spoke in a manner similar to what Spigot had yelled a moment ago:
"I'M SORRY SIR, I WILL TAKE YOUR ORDER SHORTLY HROMPH HGWUGHLAH"
Spigot stared at the humanoid. He was thoroughly confused, but in a way, he felt that what they were doing was... proper? Once again, he opened his mouth to speak, not caring if his message would come through:
"I'M GOING TO TALK WITH YOUR MANAGER ABOUT THIS GHALGHUAG HGWOMP SPURT CHOKE"
And then, they both smiled. They didn't exactly have any idea what was going on, but it was definitely proper. They'd be spending a lot of time together from now on.