Sunday, November 06, 2005

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time there was a ferret named Floppy who loved to play rugby with his friends when he wasn't chasing rats out of the sewers in London. Floppy was your average happy go lucky kind of ferret without a worry in the world, until he met Jethro. Jethro was a bad ferret who liked nothing more than sitting around eating the discards from pharmaceutical shops on the lower west side. He convinced Floppy to try some of the discards and Floppy enjoyed them immensely becoming addicted to them. Floppy soon became anything but floppy. He couldn't understand why his chub chub was always very stout. His popularity with the female ferrets increased as they couldn't get enough of his new chub chub. Floppy kept on eating the discards until one day his chub chub began to become really painful. Floppy went to see Dr. Minky who decided he had to cut Floppy's chub chub to release the pressure built up inside. Now Floppy can't play with the girl ferrets or rugby. Moral of the story is never take pharmaceutical discards that will make your chub chub popular or you'll never get to be in a scrum again.

5 comments:

Galen said...

Kegs... did you try viagra and f**k your d!ck up?

ladylongfellow said...

So Floppy can't work on plumbing? lol

kimmyk said...

so how many stitches do you have in your chub chub?

hope you and your not so stout anymore chub chub are feelin much better....*shudders*

NewYorkMoments said...

What do chub chubs have to do with rugby?

Oh...wait, I get it...The guys next to you need something to hold on to.

Meatbag said...

Once upon a time there was a lovely little sausage called Baldrick, and he lived happily ever after.