story time 4 words only

[georg ruf jr.]

: Sorry about that!

[Cheryl Quantrill (van Greunen)]

No way Jose!

[georg ruf jr.]

At this time

[barb (Fry)]

For the time, after the walking, swimming and playing piano in the local had kept them busy, not to mention the drinking of holy water behind the bike shed.
Everyone, (the Scotsman) there was enough even to share the wild imagination of a goblin and an elf and sant claus and the kilted frog that was called Georg. so the elf and santa claus and the goblin decided the kilted frog shouldn't drink shnapps as he gets warts and all the other frogs had learnt the the trick of disguising themselves as
Burly farting and leaving brown marks – sorry about that – No way Jose !
At this time the goblins decided

[georg ruf jr.]

to get ahead

[barb (Fry)]

by borrowing bicycles

[georg ruf jr.]

with very small

[barb (Fry)]

wheels but huge

[georg ruf jr.]

handlebar and saddle

[barb (Fry)]

that Princess Fiona

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

had bought for

[Barbara Eia (Brownless)]

her elf daughter

[barb (Fry)]

Okay, here is the whole story so far...................


Once upon a bar of chocolate that we ate travelled down our road on the way to the local for a quick bit of lunch with the monkey called chocolate log.
While they were tipping back a pint or three, he said to the monkey's uncle, what can you do for me on this fine summer's day, in a light hearted way, the bystanders gazed in amazement as they discussed what the reason for his migraine was.
Looking through binoculars the African grey swore as he swooped from a nearby tree and took aim at the nearest target which just happened to be the SARU president who was mounting his Harley Davison wearing only a western province jersey and leather chaps. As he lifted himself on the bike to go his false teeth went flying in to the back of a van without missing a beat he lifted that bottle of spoek and diesel and headed off to his AA meeting undercover, when he noticed the African grey flying towards him, dropping a load, he thanked his mother, maker and thought that this must be the end for his inflatable but eager ego.
Meanwhile back at the local the bartender sang loudly "Jake for President" of Babylon 5 as he poured a stiff shot as the girls pondered who would be the first to fall off the wagon. Suddenly a man in black (Jock Alexander) a Scot by another name, who only looked for a good night and better morning.
The Monkey called from the near wrecked bakkie saying, &%* of @**&%£ that upset the while his uncle from the pub considered the remedy for his migraine, they thought it appropriate to strip naked and do the fandango for the group of Harley Davidson enthusiasts who in their sozzled state mumbled "the Full Monty" which prompted the monkey to frenetiquely jump up pointing and screaming at the naked Bartender who said.. Where is chocolate log?
The monkey burped, farted and hysterically pointed to the door.
In walked a kilted Highlander, out of breath. He strutted up to the monkey and raised his eyebrow exclaiming "you are my long lost enemy – what are you doing still harassing these folk from the institution for severely challenged drunken sods" I have enough.
The barman then said to the three nuns that were cycling past come in and help me look after the pub while I deal with this Highlander.  Better than rosary or maybe Rosemary, so the nuns jumped over the handlebars, dropped holy water and slapped the Highlander.  The barman was shocked by the actions of the drunken nuns, who had drunk some of Georges' Schnapps - The nuns then started to sing "Dance with me" and did the knees up! Mother, showing legs - doing everything The Mother Superior had taught them.
The Harley Davidson which was parked at the entrance of the water nuns and the barman went to scratch his nuts, in public. Jesus!!! Was a getaway - in the year that we celebrated the birthday of someone we knew but forgot his present, or was it deliberate??????

The plot thickens as the truth gets to the pope and the nuns, about the home grown organic mushrooms for treatment for the sore swollen nuts - only if applied by the hands of pole dancing girls that massage nuts in public and refer to African Gray's as nut crackers. .As you would like to believe or, they are sadistic.

The bikers had led the pope astray with their hoping for a blessing of wine and sipping on their way to hell.  After bidding a pineapple and a banana split to the alter-boys.  In the vestry the priests fiddled "Fiddlers Green" in the chalice and in a world of purple dandelions where the sound a falling chain released by the nut massaging pole... Keith! You here??? Yes echoed a group of teenage nut massage trainee's stretching their legs before stretching their arms ready for bed but eager to play games by hiding the huge Harley Davidson down under the bed.

Wearing leather boots the Mother superior wore tights and yellow ribbons in private.  The enthusiasts loved her for the way she would always be in the middle of all happening events pertaining - on the fact whether or not they should do a potjie under the table or just drink a scotch broth.  Usually they just drank only milk which came from the Casackstan goats but today they celebrated achieved degrees that the enthuisiasts had passed with flighing colours, however it should be gold and green inside and outside.  The barman who let in and he asked do you want a pair of of artificial legs to additionally use them - huh he replied, additionally, whatever do you mean - 4 legs that's impossible,not so, they are my very  enables me to be coexistant with Kasakstan goats and the capability to really move out of hell.

The Highlander at the old minestral was well on getting his left leg over the barbedwire fence and dropped his parcel on his right next to the comatose S.A.R.U President who should not  have been there in the first place. Having said that he should f*&^%$#@*off back to to somewhere on his side of the bar counter, everybody broke into song and applauded loudly when the highlander played with his bagpipes. What is this skirt you have on, can we lift it to see what you have under that fur looking out. That's a sporan with nuts in a bag under my own nuts. So they all decided to investigate whether or not the highlander has any nuts under the fat barmaid , who had played her last game. After making herself nutless she called she called Keith, to share her splinterless pole , or was it the sound of music? Onions make relish to young and fresh ? although whipped cream was much better or so, the best of all was that Keith's  was shiny and a hot  thundering roaring machine that could be used to stimulate his very sensious state of canadian flirting techniques and get results from being the biggesT   , only when it happened in consciousness was his last stand before he inflated his tiny inner tube, following his mommy to the river where he would pee.
The locals at den nearby the barbed wire fence , were trying to revive the unconscious S.A.R.U. president when suddenly a slightly sozzled old man brimmed over the barbed wire fence and shouted Oi where is Mike – he's got gout, replied the drunk and mumbled something incoherat that no one could be bothered to repeat.

Mike then cried for Michele to hurry with first aid kit befor he bled into his beer. Michele took out (lets try to keep in line first aid rules) the cherry juice 
and gulped it down herself, feeling rather chuffed the effect (her) trying not to faint, Michael grabbed her vowing never to be sure of what comes next.

Three days later he was still clutching his toe when a long haired  woman  whispered in his  ear, would you please please please please stop hopping with no pants on. "No!"  he said  i shake off all the flees  that have accumulated during my journey, so that I  have to get home clean and ready for some action after I've done my banking down sunset boulevard . With this she turned, and went all the way to her best Friend who gave her a  
It was a girlfriend she was taken and blushed but who cares nowadays she said to the liberal spectators its modern now, as everybody does it There is nothing to hide come with me I'll lead you to a world where everybody does. what he/she likes.
Where, where is ----not what what ???
Mike, come here, she said sweetly I need a tin of nails and a , four pieces of string to fix Keiths broken pole. So the story seamed at end back at the spar shopping-center in Never Never Land!
What annoyed him also inspired him . That's his chance! to proove his competance in being a shop assistant , but only at the lingerie department.

During former years he always liked wearing the lingerie only orange coloured and see-through all over, this was so very exciting so sencious, Michele decided enough now! It's time to take it out the closet and let me mend it once before the kids crack up laughing" and the dog started to howl - it was madness
(oh Cheryl. Tinker was great... but so amusing!)
Somewhere far away a herd of skinny cows were jumping over moons while the cowboys shot the hell out of the pale faced cowboys.
Everyone was very tired and ready to go to relax doing whatever was allowed without using anything cold to maximise the pleasure while enjoying life at a pace suitable to play anything besides a banjo .
Woaw! Time to play Dixie through the gap in his bum cheeks a party trick his father taught during his youth while playing the bagpipes and dancing the hobgoblin left-right-upside-down jig with the troll on his dead two-horned unicorn (is a bicorn or gemsbok), that played a pennywhistle

While taking a leisurely morning stroll to the local where the story about a monkey, harley davidson and the gemsbok had entertained nuns, sozzled creepy monks and gout had began. >In< the end
kasachastan goats had enough milk to feed all monks.
   Only mother superior was left without ,but she had a bottle of schnapps that was Himbeergeist from black-forest singing "Schnapps das Wort". but then the angels carried.....their German hymnbooks to a nearby French monastery where the local people proudly showed off their --- that's going to far! but they're taking a gander  weto the bottom the green slide and again climbing while singing "Climb the Nuns peaks" over the fence they spotted something that almost made them laugh. As the nuns swam with the geese they flicked their tail feathers and the nuns giggled remembering the shnapps  and the effect it had. 

Everyone was drunk now! Even so the  children who had watched that scenes SEEMED TO BE happy with their entertainment.
For the time after the walking, swimming and playing piano in the local had kept them busy. Not to mention the drinking of holy water behind  the bike shed.
Everyone, (the Scotsman) there was enough even to share the wild imagination of a goblin and an elf and sant claus and the kilted frog that was called Georg. so the elf and santa claus and the goblin decided the kilted frog shouldn't drink shnapps as he gets warts and all the other frogs had learnt the the trick of disguising themselves as burly/farting (and leaving brown marks) – sorry about that – No way Jose !
At this time the goblins decided to get ahead by borrowing bicycles with very small wheels but huge handlebar and saddle that Princess Fiona had bought for
her elf daughter -

[georg ruf jr.]

Now it was

[barb (Fry)]

creating problems in