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The Island
"Oh, Grand Poo-Bum..."
"Poo-BAA!"
"...does the pope shit in the woods?"
The campfire lit the snickering children's faces. Long ago, being the tribe's Poo-Baa meant something. Now, he baby-sat the island's brats whilst the adults smeared themselves in yak-fat and partook of Holy Orr-Jee in the communal cave.
Poo-Baa was never invited.
"Game-time, kids. Grab a long stick...light it...run up the hill into that cave and yell 'surprise!' "
Snicker at that, ya li'l bastards.
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| this is funny very funny the end is like weird ha seriously it's very weird quite funny quite funny indeed I love the way you wrote it it is so short yet it is fun for the reader to read lovely... |
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Hahahaha! I honestly laughed out loud when I read that last bit. My sisters stared at me like I was crazy. Genius!
Loved it.
Thanks for the laugh, I needed it. |
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Love this line: "Game-time, kids. Grab a long stick...light it...run up the hill into that cave and yell 'surprise!' "
Great scene in so few words, and funny, too. Guess the kids won't be laughing for long... |
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Comment by: lucy - 2007-11-25 08:10
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Payback, jealousy!
loving the language, it works well here, excellently funny. |
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Nice little gem this one Costa. I could see the little kiddies running up a hill carrying flaming torches, smeared in some kind of war-paint dirt.
Enjoyable and funny. Good work. |
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