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The Robber
By Ozzy's Hell Spawn
It's late at night. A moonlit sky shines down on Springfeild. And at the Simpson's residents, Homer wakes up to a crash he heard downstairs.
"Marge? Marge wake up..", says the frightened Homer.
"Mmh.. What is it Homie?", replies Marge, half awake, half asleep.
"I heard something downstairs. What do I do?"
"Go down and look.", answers Marge.
"But..But I'm afraid too."
"Oh Homer your always being such a big baby!"
"Does that mean I can get breastfed now?"
Marge hits Homer in the arm. "Come on. I'll go with you."
The two slowly creep down the stairs to check what the sound was downstairs.
"What are you holding?", asks Marge.
"...A stapler." replies Homer.
"Why?"
".In case the robber needs to staple out letters for a ransom note, because we don't have any magazines.", and just as he said that a XXX magazine falls out of his pants.
"What's that?", asks Marge in curiosity.
"Nothing lets just go down and look!" says Homer very quickly.
Homer rushes himself down the stairs pulling Marge with her.
Before they go into the kitchen, which is where they heard the crash, they argue about who goes in first.
"You go in first.", demands Homer.
"You're the one that herd the noise. You go in.", argues Marge.
"But I have the stapler.."
"What's that have to do with anything?"
"While you're gone I go and pick up that Porn magazine and staple it to my pants so it won't fall out again........DOH!..."
"Rrrgh. Lets just go in together.", says Marge.
Marge goes into the kitchen, pulling Homer with her.
They switch on the light.
"AAHH!" screams Homer like a little baby.
Moe pokes his head out of the fridge. His mouth is covered with chocolate cake.
"Mmh.. got milk?" says Moe.
"DIE EVIL CAKE ROBBER!!!" screams Homer, shooting staples at Moe.
Marge and Moe look at Homer like he's crazy.
"WHY WON'T YOU DIE DEMON!!!"
THE END
The Robber
By Ozzy's Hell Spawn
It's late at night. A moonlit sky shines down on Springfeild. And at the Simpson's residents, Homer wakes up to a crash he heard downstairs.
"Marge? Marge wake up..", says the frightened Homer.
"Mmh.. What is it Homie?", replies Marge, half awake, half asleep.
"I heard something downstairs. What do I do?"
"Go down and look.", answers Marge.
"But..But I'm afraid too."
"Oh Homer your always being such a big baby!"
"Does that mean I can get breastfed now?"
Marge hits Homer in the arm. "Come on. I'll go with you."
The two slowly creep down the stairs to check what the sound was downstairs.
"What are you holding?", asks Marge.
"...A stapler." replies Homer.
"Why?"
".In case the robber needs to staple out letters for a ransom note, because we don't have any magazines.", and just as he said that a XXX magazine falls out of his pants.
"What's that?", asks Marge in curiosity.
"Nothing lets just go down and look!" says Homer very quickly.
Homer rushes himself down the stairs pulling Marge with her.
Before they go into the kitchen, which is where they heard the crash, they argue about who goes in first.
"You go in first.", demands Homer.
"You're the one that herd the noise. You go in.", argues Marge.
"But I have the stapler.."
"What's that have to do with anything?"
"While you're gone I go and pick up that Porn magazine and staple it to my pants so it won't fall out again........DOH!..."
"Rrrgh. Lets just go in together.", says Marge.
Marge goes into the kitchen, pulling Homer with her.
They switch on the light.
"AAHH!" screams Homer like a little baby.
Moe pokes his head out of the fridge. His mouth is covered with chocolate cake.
"Mmh.. got milk?" says Moe.
"DIE EVIL CAKE ROBBER!!!" screams Homer, shooting staples at Moe.
Marge and Moe look at Homer like he's crazy.
"WHY WON'T YOU DIE DEMON!!!"
THE END