My dad was out walking the moors one soupy night. the hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he heard a noise creeping up on him. Turning around he spotted something that froze his blood... a Robot duplicate of him!!! Oh my friends I wish that were the most chilling part of this story, oh no, it gets worse. It seemed the robots head was transplanted onto a gorillas body!! Fiendish!.. Needless to say my dadd beat a haste retreat. the end?
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
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In the next installment, me thinks Ken should say "Take off your shirt and stay a while"... and they share a reheated burrito or somethin.
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