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Dedicated to James Christie, Craig Feltspar looklike and three-time winner of the Maritime Express Derby. It exists, or does it, but it does, or does it. Think about it. Are you coming on to me, you are, aren't you???
The day was long, the night had been short. ???!!?!?? Well actually they were both the same length... that was just for dramatic affect. It worked didn't, you know yes you do I can tell.
For I am the great and powerful OZ MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Introduction The day was long the ni$Y wait we already did that didn't we.
"Awe well all good things come to an end don't they Jeeves?", "yes they do Howard!"
Well anyway Malcolm was walking down the road Then suddenly he saw a big fat toad He said to the toad "you've got a big noise"
Then suddenly smelled a rose.
While on his merry travels he met Roger the alien from American Dad although you already know that you crazy crazy people yeah that's right we're mocking you. Why are we mocking them. Just. But. Just you shut up you don't understand my vision of Samuel l. Jackson as supreme leader of all existence ...Struggle..."Samuel"... loud bang, loud bang and all fall down the crazy guy is gone, half sane one gets up and writes story.
Malcolm said to Roger are you an alien. To which Roger replied "No shit Sherlock, nothing gets past you" Being a genious (my crazy partner in writing brilliant yet insightful stories says this is how you spell genius. Is he right, if so we are all doomed.)
Now back to the story. We're not going to get sidetracked again. I promise. (winks to writing partner) Oh Crap! I wrote that, didn't I? Oh crap, I wrote that too!!!
Malcolm introduced Roger to his family. Strapped for cash, they ate him. Stan, finding Roger to be the most annoying thing in the universe, barring my brother and writing partner, rejoiced. However Steve was not a happy bunny rabbit. He loved Roger. Not the way a man loves a fine Cuban cigar. The other way. (Wink, wink) But considering Roger's species has somewhere in the region of six sexes and he lays eggs, can that really be held against Steve.
Finding Roger's species to be most scrumpalicious (it's a real word, just go ahead and look it up, I dare you, I double dare you, Mother Beeper, Yeah that's right, I censored it.) the Wilkerson family decided to build an intergalactic starship and invaded Roger's homeworld, SnootchenHootchenworld.
You got the Hootch, Baby!
You got the only, sweetest thing in the world.
DAMN, We got side tracked again.
They arrived on the planet and ate everyone. Even MR. McHootch.
Then they exploded, destabilising the universe, destroying everything in existence.
And they all lived Happily ever after... The End.