PrncssPurple’s minivan gently banked through the YahooSphere, softly hitting turbulence, the occasional star, and piles of empty beer cans left by that Rodent of Omnipotence, the Yamster.
“Who knew he was such a f*cked-up lush?” said Shizz, as the Yamster drunkenly floated ahead of them, sucking down the remnants of an Olde English 800. “It’s pathetic watching him.”
“Shhh,” warned Shazz, her pink fuzzy ears straightening in alarm, “I think he heard you!”
Without saying a word, the Yamster turned and produced a shotgun, which he then emptied, round after round, into the hapless minivan.
“Ruh-roh!” cried Scooby-Doo, ducking behind The Grit Twins. The next round shattered the windshield.
“Alec, sweetums!” cried SallySunshine, shaking the Dalek awake, “the Yamster is trying to kill us! Exterminate! Exterminate!”
Alec the Dalek blearily rose from the back seat, and saw the Yamster shooting away what was left of the minivan. “Am I the only avatar packing heat?” he asked.
2007-07-19
13:31:15
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