Death to the Teletubbies
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teletubbies, and quite frankly I wouldn't want to. The BBC are welcome to them.
Authors Note: This piece is not at all serious, it took about three minutes to write. Sorry if any of you really like the teletubbies, but I just had to do it.
One fine, sunny day, Tinky-Winky, Dipsy, La-La and Po were all walking through teletubby land, smelling the flowers and stroking the rabbits. Suddenly a man dressed in black appeared in a sparkly blue light. He pulled out a machine gun and shot them all down. All over the world, people rejoyced and drunk lots of champagne. The man wasn't satisfied with this, so he shot the cute bunnies that were trying to bury the dead teletubbies. The animal-lovers cried, but the majority of the world rejoyced.
THE END
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teletubbies, and quite frankly I wouldn't want to. The BBC are welcome to them.
Authors Note: This piece is not at all serious, it took about three minutes to write. Sorry if any of you really like the teletubbies, but I just had to do it.
One fine, sunny day, Tinky-Winky, Dipsy, La-La and Po were all walking through teletubby land, smelling the flowers and stroking the rabbits. Suddenly a man dressed in black appeared in a sparkly blue light. He pulled out a machine gun and shot them all down. All over the world, people rejoyced and drunk lots of champagne. The man wasn't satisfied with this, so he shot the cute bunnies that were trying to bury the dead teletubbies. The animal-lovers cried, but the majority of the world rejoyced.
THE END