An agitated spork hopped back and forth in front of its army of Sporks and the Meese. It had just heard of the attack on its regiment near Webster's house. Two sporks and a moose were killed, with several others badly wounded. The SporkandMeeseKiller needed to be delt with before they could accomplish their goals. First, to change the dictionaries to have meese for the plural for moose, and, second, to take over the world.
The Lead Spork laughing evilly in a spork-like way, stopped suddenly, and fell over. The meese general, General Moose, helped Lead Spork back up, and Lead Spork continued it's evil laughter. A passing group of meese glanced at Lead Spork worriedly.
"Army sad. Want revenge." General Moose told the laughing Lead Spork. Lead Spork abruptly ceased its evil laughter and looked at its fellow general.
"Must speak to leader," Lead Spork said to General Moose, who nodded in response.
"Leader know what to do." General Moose agreed. Lead Spork and General Moose skipped over to Leader's tent. Pausing outside, General Moose and Lead Spork glanced at each other, nervous. Leader's 'tent' was a darkly tented Phone Booth that had a tendency to rock for no apparent reason. Right now, in fact, it was rocking back and forth, and the Generals were confused as to what to do.
Bravely, after some contemplation, Lead Spork makes a loud, attraction-gaining noise. Lead Spork was rewarded with the sudden stillness of the Phone Booth. The door flew open, and their mysterious Leader poked her head out.
"I'm busy bouncing off the Phone Booth walls… what do you want?" She inquired evilly.
"Spork and Meese Army sad. Two Spork and One Meese killed by SporkandMooseKiller," General Moose said.
"Fools! Those so-called sporks were foons in disguise, and the meese was a mooseopatami! Spies! In our army! The Spork and Moose Killer killed Foons and Mooseopatami!" Leader yelled, slamming the phone booth door shut.
"But Leader," Lead Spork began. "Army still sad. What we do to make happy?" An annoyed sigh came from inside the phone booth. "Send the prisoner out for their twisted desires," Came the muffled reply.
Lead Spork and General Moose skated back to their cardboard tent. Standing on General Moose's back, Lead Spork dressed the army. No, wait, it addressed the army. Yeah, that's it. Anyway, Lead Spork yelled, "Get Prisoner! He toy now!"
A cheer rose from the army and a pair of meese entered the square, carrying the prisoner between them. The prisoner, old and sickeningly muscled, gave creeps even to the all-powerful Leader. This prisoner, who loved to wear red and yellow, yell stupid things, and 'try' to wrestle was none other than Hulk Hogan.
Sporks and Meese alike hated the revolting creature known as Hogan, and would gladly dispose of him. The Meese drug the creature to the gallows conveniently located in the middle of the Spork and Meese encampment. There the Meese put the creature's head in the rope that hung there and tightened it, making sure that it wouldn't come loose. There was a moment of silence as the creature was stared at by hundreds of meese and sporks. That silence, however, was broken when a tomato hit the creature square in the face.
Following that first tomato, hundreds of other random objects were thrown at the creature, including some of the sporks. A rock came from the direction of the Leader's phone booth and hit the lever on the gallows, making the trap door fall open, causing the sporks and the meese to cheer as the creature was hung, his neck making an audible snap.
After the cheering died down, Leader appeared from her phone booth and climbed onto the gallows, kicking Hogan when she was up there. She turned and looked down on her Army of Sporks and Meese.
"Sporks! Meese! We must go someplace and destroy some stuff so we can accomplish our goals, whatever they were. So that means we must go out and destroy the white house! Once we take out the white house, the world and its dictionaries are ours!" Leader said.
A cheer of giant proportions rose from the army as Leader snuck back into the phone booth. A chant started among the army, becoming so loud that it could be heard across the valley:
"Humans must die! Dictionaries be corrected! Humans must die!"