The crowd cheered as the dust settled, the Spider-Man corpse laying in the middle of the mat was an unholy sight indeed, all of a sudden though, a new head popped up from his shoulders!
"God I love being a TURTLE!" Spider-Man screamed.
"God damn son of a...," Nixon cried, "I hate these damn hippies!"
Spider-man quickly got to his feet, and round 2 had begun! Nixon charged at Spider-man with all his might, girlish legs pumping, Nixon charged into Spider-man, ripping the wind out of his and knocking him into the ropes, thje ropes stung Spider-Man's burly backside, and he fell to the floor.
In an instant, Spider-Man got back up on his feet, he could still feel the burning sensation in his back, but it was just a small cry in his mind, because his spider sense was screaming "WATCH OUT FOR THAT NIXON BASTARD" at the top of it's wee little spider lungs. Nixon through a right hook, then a left hook, SPider-man dodged quickly, and fell to the ground, supporting his weight with his arms, he launched bothf eet in Nixon's crotch, sending the wily beast in a frantic state of Tourettes.
Spider-Man grabbed a bottle of Log Cabin maple syrup from a passing plate of pancakes and squirted Nixon with it, and as we all know, maple syrup makes presindents melt. Nixon hissed and screamed, as he could feel his flesh ebing burned off by the delicious honey whimsy.
The audience was in complete havoc, and the first recorded mosh pit occurred here.
Nixon staggered to his feet, his thoughts strayed from the fight, all he wanted to do was seen a nude Mary Jane before he died, but he knew this was not possible, this spider wanted his Hawaiian Punch, and he wanted it NOW.
Nixon pulled his mask off and revealed he was a dinosaur, and began to gnaw on Spider-Man's legs. Spider-Man's colossal fists began raining blow after blow on Nixons back until finally he hammered him into the ground.
Bruce Campbell began the countdown...
-To Be Continued
"God I love being a TURTLE!" Spider-Man screamed.
"God damn son of a...," Nixon cried, "I hate these damn hippies!"
Spider-man quickly got to his feet, and round 2 had begun! Nixon charged at Spider-man with all his might, girlish legs pumping, Nixon charged into Spider-man, ripping the wind out of his and knocking him into the ropes, thje ropes stung Spider-Man's burly backside, and he fell to the floor.
In an instant, Spider-Man got back up on his feet, he could still feel the burning sensation in his back, but it was just a small cry in his mind, because his spider sense was screaming "WATCH OUT FOR THAT NIXON BASTARD" at the top of it's wee little spider lungs. Nixon through a right hook, then a left hook, SPider-man dodged quickly, and fell to the ground, supporting his weight with his arms, he launched bothf eet in Nixon's crotch, sending the wily beast in a frantic state of Tourettes.
Spider-Man grabbed a bottle of Log Cabin maple syrup from a passing plate of pancakes and squirted Nixon with it, and as we all know, maple syrup makes presindents melt. Nixon hissed and screamed, as he could feel his flesh ebing burned off by the delicious honey whimsy.
The audience was in complete havoc, and the first recorded mosh pit occurred here.
Nixon staggered to his feet, his thoughts strayed from the fight, all he wanted to do was seen a nude Mary Jane before he died, but he knew this was not possible, this spider wanted his Hawaiian Punch, and he wanted it NOW.
Nixon pulled his mask off and revealed he was a dinosaur, and began to gnaw on Spider-Man's legs. Spider-Man's colossal fists began raining blow after blow on Nixons back until finally he hammered him into the ground.
Bruce Campbell began the countdown...
-To Be Continued