How I met Anise: Part 2
Anise reminisced on those breathless moments as follows:
We then confided in each other while riding ligers (lion/tigers bred for their skills in magic) only to find ourselves embracing a giant mound of broccoli that sat there silently judging our courtship. The night ended when a loaf of bread that had leprosy found its way into the pants of a large Italian man rendering him incapable of reproducing as a result of appendage loss.
However I was not disillusioned. No sir! This was but the beginning of the beginning.
I recalled that:
This would have been quite off-putting, but, alas, my retinas weren't working real well. So, I continued to eat, in fact, I began eating the lyger while I was riding it, not to mention the broccoli. This is the source of my powers.
We then confided in each other while riding ligers (lion/tigers bred for their skills in magic) only to find ourselves embracing a giant mound of broccoli that sat there silently judging our courtship. The night ended when a loaf of bread that had leprosy found its way into the pants of a large Italian man rendering him incapable of reproducing as a result of appendage loss.
However I was not disillusioned. No sir! This was but the beginning of the beginning.
I recalled that:
This would have been quite off-putting, but, alas, my retinas weren't working real well. So, I continued to eat, in fact, I began eating the lyger while I was riding it, not to mention the broccoli. This is the source of my powers.
5 Comments:
A long, straight, skinny stalk with a large messy bushel at the top.
Am I describing brocolli or Crom? You decide...
Ah, fiction it is. And I thought that we had lost the great topic of mirth "Jerome is Single".
Considering (from what I understand) Anise is a bloke that would have been very scary...
I'll leave you all to speculate on my true status...
Bwah ha ha I could never imagine Crom being anything other than single!!!
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