Friday, March 23, 2007

toilet: a saga most flaccid
(a sag, really)

With potion and lance at the ready, the intrepid knight did ride into battle against the foul, noisome Dragon of the White Cave. The fell beast proved, alas, surprisingly easy to vanquish: a single jab of the lance and one phial of potion were the monster's undoing, and the dragon found itself sucked, roaring and whirling, into the watery abyss. Thus it was that the knight cursed his ill fortune and returned, victorious but untested, to his lands.

No honor was to be gained this day.



Anonymous said...

Yuhr noht sup-ohzed tew youhz draenohnohnoh en toylettes, yew noh. shuduh thee pulunjr spuhlashie aht yorh phahce yew meyete ghet phettid dungle plus draenohnohnoh ehn yorh ayez.

Horace Jeffery Hodges said...

Dang, I was hoping for something more quixotic.

Jeffery Hodges

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