Payday
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*****
Claimer: This story line is mine.
Disclaimer: X-ev and the Pink Buny Suit aren't.
*****
Credit to Travis Blink, a great author, for the inspiration.
Kurt Fans Are NOT sissies, they are merely grapefruit impaired.
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Charles Xavier was on an eating spree. It wasn't his fault, it was those meddling kids. He ate and ate, but could not satisfy himself. He went up to kitty's room and stole all of her Pixi Stix, cautiosly eating them in a room made of solid adamantium, listening to the horrified screams of pain, as she realized that they were missing. Still the old professor was not satisfied.
Suddenly
"Oh my, I think I've got it!"
After tripping over his own prank-tied shoelaces and stabbing his eyes on the conviniently placed pitch fork in the hall he hurried down the flight of stairs, falling all the way, to the answer to all his problems.
Considering he was blinded by the pitchfork still attached to his eyes, it was not his fault that he stuck his hand in the blender and set it on puree. Not his fault at all. What a silly guy our professor is.
After coming to his senses and using his one remaining hand to pry the pitch fork from his eyes, he thoroughly stabbed himself in the thigh seven times for no apparent reason as the telephone rang.
Ignoring the knives in his leg, the pirranah on his face, and the telephone, he reached into the nearest cabinet, only to find a seven foot mouse trap.
Managing deftly to escape the trap by chewing off his own arm, he found what he was looking for; a king size bar of...PAYDAY!
Suddenly, to his great surprise, an elephant charged through said cabinet, running him over, ridden by none other than Wolverine in a size petite pink bunny suit. Having incapacitated the professor, the elephant killed Wolverine and stole the Payday bar, running gleefully home to the wilderness, only to be killed by poachers the next day.
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And the moral of this story is: Can't get enough peanuts? Get a Payday.
I hope this wasn't too disrespectful to the great Travis blink.
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*****
Claimer: This story line is mine.
Disclaimer: X-ev and the Pink Buny Suit aren't.
*****
Credit to Travis Blink, a great author, for the inspiration.
Kurt Fans Are NOT sissies, they are merely grapefruit impaired.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Charles Xavier was on an eating spree. It wasn't his fault, it was those meddling kids. He ate and ate, but could not satisfy himself. He went up to kitty's room and stole all of her Pixi Stix, cautiosly eating them in a room made of solid adamantium, listening to the horrified screams of pain, as she realized that they were missing. Still the old professor was not satisfied.
Suddenly
"Oh my, I think I've got it!"
After tripping over his own prank-tied shoelaces and stabbing his eyes on the conviniently placed pitch fork in the hall he hurried down the flight of stairs, falling all the way, to the answer to all his problems.
Considering he was blinded by the pitchfork still attached to his eyes, it was not his fault that he stuck his hand in the blender and set it on puree. Not his fault at all. What a silly guy our professor is.
After coming to his senses and using his one remaining hand to pry the pitch fork from his eyes, he thoroughly stabbed himself in the thigh seven times for no apparent reason as the telephone rang.
Ignoring the knives in his leg, the pirranah on his face, and the telephone, he reached into the nearest cabinet, only to find a seven foot mouse trap.
Managing deftly to escape the trap by chewing off his own arm, he found what he was looking for; a king size bar of...PAYDAY!
Suddenly, to his great surprise, an elephant charged through said cabinet, running him over, ridden by none other than Wolverine in a size petite pink bunny suit. Having incapacitated the professor, the elephant killed Wolverine and stole the Payday bar, running gleefully home to the wilderness, only to be killed by poachers the next day.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And the moral of this story is: Can't get enough peanuts? Get a Payday.
I hope this wasn't too disrespectful to the great Travis blink.