Chapter 11
There Is No Spoon!!

Sal U. Lite prowled about a large amusement park, still in search of his dear friend Poopy; for, as we all know, an amusement park is the best place to search for a living turd! Sal kept searching for his friend until he just conveniently found a small pool thingy smack-dab in the middle of the park!

[Sal U. Lite: Poopy must be here!

So with that, Sal pulled out his potty-fishin' pole out of literally nowhere and started fishin'. After a few hours, Sal hooked himself a turd! Not just any turd, though! It was Poopy, of course! After what seemed like 9 years, Sal finally pulled the little feces bugger outta' the water.

[Sal U. Lite: Ah, Poopy! There you are! Do you know how long I have been looking for you?

[Poopy: Get away from me, ya' freak! I'm workin' for Rorumpnik now!

[Sal U. Lite: Poopy, what are you saying!?

[Poopy: I no longer need you, fool! Be gone!

[Sal U. Lite: Poopy, you're out of your mind!

(By now, I've lost all my sane readers...)

[Poopy: You heard me! Now leave me alone!

With that, the turd hopped away, giving what he thought would be his final words to Sal.

[Poopy: Kiss my corns goodbye!

(Okay, even I'm disgusted now... Well, not really.)

Sal sat as well as a creature with only a butt for a body could, and thought.

[Sal U. Lite: (in thought) What's wrong with Poopy? He never acted this way before... Someone must have brain-washed him!

Sal suddenly "stood up".

[Sal U. Lite: I must go save Poopy!

(Ok it was short, but I had to get this one done. I was really behind... The next one will be longer though! Or maybe it won't, huh? How'dya like that huh!? MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Ok I'm done now...)