story time 4 words only

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

and galloped towards the

[Rhona]

the desperate moaning cries

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

only to discover that

[Clive Symes]

those cries were crying

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

over spilt milk. She

[Paula Gottsch (Willson)]

slapped him silly so

[Rhona]

he'd know not to

[Paula Gottsch (Willson)]

play with things he

[Rhona]

had no control over.

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

Then off she galloped

[Rhona]

after first stealing a

[Clive Symes]

a glance over the

[georg ruf jr.]

brimm of the toilet

[georgswa (Georg Ruf) (RIP)]

golden balls that hung slightly to the right,  rite into rhonas lap. A blow torch in  a vice-grips; The rest of the pack were able to shout hi ho, hi ho its off with these.

''Aaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!'' was the only response that could be heard as Bobby tried desperately to stop his tried and trusty set; albeit over used and now detached and toasted between two slices of unripe green banana peels. This was worse than the time he got his full set of false teeth caught in his desk cooling fan in the black box that was his office.

If the truth be told, poor Bobby would always remember the day when the shipwreck was found. Now if only he had access to his trusty set of rain cells, but unfortunately .... Pssst! There were none! This was the cause for his extraordinary way that handled pressure, he was close to a brainstorm when out of the blue an unbelievable hailstone hit him. It was just like a a big bag of gold.

When a leprechaun jumped up and roared my gold, my gold, me beautifull; darlin' gold.... Well this sent Bobby into a terrible spin which caused him to trip over his own feet, and land right on his John Thomas, which cau sed him to be ever so protective of the nuts that were ever so severly swinging around in the clear light of day, no one told him that an ice pack reduced the swelling. So yelling as loud as he could, Bobby replied ''It hurts! It hurts!'' Now over the hill a fair damsel heard his plaintive cry, she jumped on her stallion and galloped towards the the desperate moaning cries only to discover that those cries were crying over spilt milk. She slapped him silly so he'd know not to play with things he had no control over.

Then off she galloped after first stealing a a glance over the brimm of the toilet

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

seat that was hanging