Ok, this IS NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYONE - well, maybe Tugsy and Munku, but no-one else! This is what happens when you're high on illegal nip and you combine Phantom and CATS - great Heaviside above, did I just say that? Er, yeah well, when I said 'illegal', I actually meant...WHAT, you deal in illegal nip too? Can I have some? Oh, just read the damn story!
The End
Once upon a Jellicle day, Macavity waltzed into the junkyard and killed everyone, whilst singing The Ballad of Billy Macaw. He was playing the bouncy tune on his pastoral flute while his best mate was playing the moley guitar. Unfortunately for the two, Gilbert was around with his fierce Mongolian whore.
Earlier that day
Gus wasn't happy because rats had stormed the theatre and Tugger's services weren't up to scratch. Alonzo predicted a storm from his crystal balls. Skimble was missing and the station master's daughters were searching high and low. Tugger gave one thrust and Munkustrap fainted. There was not a speck of dust on the floor as the guard asked if anyone wanted morning tea.
Then Skimble's long brown tail said "I'll see you again." He's the bafflement of Scotland yard. Mwahahahahahahahaha! Macavity's not there! He cheats at cards!
Anyway, the moral of the story is learn to be lonely, learn to find your way in darkness and learn to be your one companion. Hahahahaha laugh in your loneliness.
"Consume us, past the point of no return! No return. Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Lead me, save me form my solitude. Say you'll want me with you here beside you. Anywhere you go let me go too, Tugger that's all I ask of you!" Said Munkustrap.
"It's in your soul that the true distortion lies." Tugger replied.
"HATE his grave…" Old D said.
"Think of me." Said Macavity to no one in particular. "See why in shadows I hide, I am there inside!"
"I am the mask you wear!" Etcetera sang sweetly, and she cut Jemima's head off. Nobody cared.
Stories like this can't come true… we sincerely hope.
The Beginning
This maniac piece of work was not just my fault! Sphinxaire helped as well - in fact, if ya wanna blame any1, blame HER! Anyway, please R&R - and don't tell us to see a Doctor, because we already did, and he told us our case was hopeless! Hee hee hee - I like little elves!