"Stand back! I'm gonna blast them critters all to tarnation and back!" Stumpy yelled flatulently, as he raised the gleaming glistening space shooter to his grizzled shoulder. Spanky and Mrs. Wilson respectfully stood back a step.
"Bznort!" Dorkon the Robot offered helpfully,
"That's right, Dorkon!" Stumpy continued eloquently. "The cross polarization of the solar sensor array is gonna zap right through this alien thingamajiggie and blow them all the kingdom come!"
"Golly, Stumpy! Won't that kill all their kids too!" Spanky inquired explosively.
"It's all right, Spanky," Mrs. Wilson cooed matronly, "Don't you see? They're all alien children - they're not like you or me. It's all right to kill them."
"Jeepers!" Spanky blurted awkwardly.
Stumpy raised the strange mystical weird alien weapon to his shoulder and prepared to fire. He began pulling the trigger and a strange grinding sound emanated soulfully as a shower of sparks began spewing from end of the space rifle like drops of water from the end of a hose that you've folded in half to cut off the water from coming out the end, only it doesn't completely work and a little bit still dribbles out.
Suddenly without warning! Dorkon the robot raised his mighty metal fists and slammed them into Stumpy's back! The space rifle fired wild, blowing a nearby boulder into a million billion rock fragments with a really really loud kaboom!
"Argh!" Stumpy ejaculated, "Durn you, ya durned metal robot freak! Ya broke mah back!" Stumpy fell to the ground and moaned and twitched and spasmed and writhed and wriggled and thrashed and jerked and moaned really loud, then died.
"Oh no!" yelled Spanky excitedly.
1 comment:
There were enough Tom Swifty's in there ta choke a horse! Too much fun dude. Giggle snarf, SPlattt
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