Chapter 2: The Fourth Last Act of Desperation
A/N: spot the Monty Python reference!
Day 7
Went to graveyard and took all of the pretty peoples body parts. Ugly people make me wet myself.
Day 8
Oh god..... my monster has boobs..... will get man slave to remove them (and get him to bend over).
Day 9
Went to family reunion, during which Aunt Agatha came, got increasingly drunk and
made her exit by jousting with tennis racquets with various unsuspecting people.
How she got one that far up cousin Caroline I don't know.
Day 10
Am trying to think of ways to cover up the "accidental" incident with Uncle John who,
despite being trodden on by horses, squashed and mangled like a bug that knew too much
and poked in the eye and balls with a very sharp stick, still managed to scrape enough entrails of
himself off of the road to have me executed or at least make me his personal make-up artist..... (maybe
I can offer him something)
Day 11
Apparently there is something I can offer, but Uncle John wouldn't tell me what.
I sensed it had something to do with a banana but he also said something about peaches....He might
want some sort of Cocktail.....
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Just a few Thank you's
Logging in is not compulsary: Thanks hannah! you never fail when it comes to reviews.
Jebus: Thanks a million! I didn't even ask you to review but you did it anyway! Thanks!
Arsinoe Selene: THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH!!!! You were my first review on this story that didn't come from someone I knew!
A/N: spot the Monty Python reference!
Day 7
Went to graveyard and took all of the pretty peoples body parts. Ugly people make me wet myself.
Day 8
Oh god..... my monster has boobs..... will get man slave to remove them (and get him to bend over).
Day 9
Went to family reunion, during which Aunt Agatha came, got increasingly drunk and
made her exit by jousting with tennis racquets with various unsuspecting people.
How she got one that far up cousin Caroline I don't know.
Day 10
Am trying to think of ways to cover up the "accidental" incident with Uncle John who,
despite being trodden on by horses, squashed and mangled like a bug that knew too much
and poked in the eye and balls with a very sharp stick, still managed to scrape enough entrails of
himself off of the road to have me executed or at least make me his personal make-up artist..... (maybe
I can offer him something)
Day 11
Apparently there is something I can offer, but Uncle John wouldn't tell me what.
I sensed it had something to do with a banana but he also said something about peaches....He might
want some sort of Cocktail.....
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Just a few Thank you's
Logging in is not compulsary: Thanks hannah! you never fail when it comes to reviews.
Jebus: Thanks a million! I didn't even ask you to review but you did it anyway! Thanks!
Arsinoe Selene: THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH!!!! You were my first review on this story that didn't come from someone I knew!