Friday, March 05, 2004
"My only solace is that one day judgment will come for the wicked"
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away, there was a boy. He had gone to Furrs(the restaurant, not the store) with a lovely princess. They were having quite a nice meal, but they didn't know what waited ahead of them. After a delicious repast, the waitress came to usher their plates off to certain death by steam. Unfortunately, the waitress didn't have the balance she usually had and a knife dropped off the plate and the knife hit the princess. It was a butterknife, but no less. She had to do it to this person of all people. On this day of all days. To this princess of all princesses. For this was the Princess of Genovia and she was never to be taken lightly. But eating with the stud she was eating with, she was willing to let it go. The waitress still apologized and apologized while she was trying to put things back in order. Unfortunately(again) while she was bending over to pick up the knife, she bumped the table and knocked over the princess' drink and it spilled all over the princess' lovely gown. This was the last straw. No matter how handsome the man that was with her was, she could not tolerate an insult like this. Her gown was just ruined. It was made of pure gold. Now there would be a big rust stain everytime she put it on. She ordered the waitress to the dungeon. Unfortunately(yet again), the dungeon wasn't completely dug yet, so instead she told the stud to kill her with a real(,) sharp knife. Unfortunately(last time), the blacksmith had been dead for years(a spark flying in the queen's hair incident a longer time ago), so there were no real(,) sharp knives for miles. Instead, the stud had to spoon her face off. And the pair had quite a wonderful dessert to compliment a delicious meal.
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away, there was a boy. He had gone to Furrs(the restaurant, not the store) with a lovely princess. They were having quite a nice meal, but they didn't know what waited ahead of them. After a delicious repast, the waitress came to usher their plates off to certain death by steam. Unfortunately, the waitress didn't have the balance she usually had and a knife dropped off the plate and the knife hit the princess. It was a butterknife, but no less. She had to do it to this person of all people. On this day of all days. To this princess of all princesses. For this was the Princess of Genovia and she was never to be taken lightly. But eating with the stud she was eating with, she was willing to let it go. The waitress still apologized and apologized while she was trying to put things back in order. Unfortunately(again) while she was bending over to pick up the knife, she bumped the table and knocked over the princess' drink and it spilled all over the princess' lovely gown. This was the last straw. No matter how handsome the man that was with her was, she could not tolerate an insult like this. Her gown was just ruined. It was made of pure gold. Now there would be a big rust stain everytime she put it on. She ordered the waitress to the dungeon. Unfortunately(yet again), the dungeon wasn't completely dug yet, so instead she told the stud to kill her with a real(,) sharp knife. Unfortunately(last time), the blacksmith had been dead for years(a spark flying in the queen's hair incident a longer time ago), so there were no real(,) sharp knives for miles. Instead, the stud had to spoon her face off. And the pair had quite a wonderful dessert to compliment a delicious meal.
// posted by Unknown @ 10:24 PM 
