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R. Linda:
Ah yes indeedie, we were experiencing the sound of silence. Not a sound anywhere after Weasil gave his diagnosis of sorts to Tink. We can pause here and think about Mr. Weasil and his lack of command of the English language. Ok that's enough of thinking.
SO, once everyone decided to ignore the pronouncement regarding Tink's lack of good eyesight, the evil princess reached over and shoved the Weasil into the swirling water where the last we see of him, he is being rushed along the eddies toward the big waterfall.
But, we have worse things to worry about, like getting our hero and heroine off that jagged rock. We don't want them to catch their deaths, now do we? The evil princess banking on Tink's poor eyesight, stood up behind the handsome prince so Tink would continue to think there was only one person on the rock.
And Tink did think that because as it has been established, she couldn't see very well. If she could, we know she'd be riding something sturdier than a banana boat tubie thingee.
The handsome prince raised his head back to listen to the evil princess whispering conspiracy theories into his ear. The evil princess had decided that the handsome prince should call Tink closer and as soon as the banana boat float was an inch from the jagged rock, they were currently calling home, he'd lean over and catch hold, whirl it around and upend it, thus Tink would drown and the royal couple would have the banana boat float all to themselves.
Well, this was a brilliant idea I tell you, and as the handsome prince began his devious overture to faery Tink, she brought it hook, line, and sinker (which means she liked the idea of paddling to the rock to get a closer look at his handsomeness). As she did this, the evil princess grabbed the handsome prince around the waist so he wouldn't fall in. If Tink had good eyesight she might have wondered where the handsome prince got those extra arms from.
Closer the banana boat came with the rapid gum chewing and determined faery squinting her nictitate eyes (in this case twinkly winks, no not tiddly winks!) to measure how far she was from the handsome prince and that dangerously jagged rock.
Three inches, two inches, two and a half inches, one! The handsome prince went to grab the banana boat float and pull it up dumping Tink backward into the whirlpool, but the boat float came too fast and hit the most jagged and sharp piece of the rock and there was a huge BOOM sound as it burst like a peeled banana.
The pop of hot air hit the handsome prince and evil princess with such force they fell backwards into the churning water. Tink, meanwhile, was clinging to the jagged rock saying to no one in particular (because there was no one on the rock), but the poor dear didn't know that because she couldn't see very well, "Geezums help, ouch!"
Will Tink drag herself bloody and bleeding onto the jagged rock? Will the evil princess drown the handsome prince as she hangs onto his head for dear life and he keeps going under from the swift motion of the whirling water and her arm pushing him down? Oh my what will happen next?
I'm feeling peekish at this moment. Uh maybe later, after a bite to eat I'll finish this tale of woe for you.
Gabe
Copyright © 2005 Gabriel O'Sullivan All rights reserved
R. Linda:
Ah yes indeedie, we were experiencing the sound of silence. Not a sound anywhere after Weasil gave his diagnosis of sorts to Tink. We can pause here and think about Mr. Weasil and his lack of command of the English language. Ok that's enough of thinking.
SO, once everyone decided to ignore the pronouncement regarding Tink's lack of good eyesight, the evil princess reached over and shoved the Weasil into the swirling water where the last we see of him, he is being rushed along the eddies toward the big waterfall.
But, we have worse things to worry about, like getting our hero and heroine off that jagged rock. We don't want them to catch their deaths, now do we? The evil princess banking on Tink's poor eyesight, stood up behind the handsome prince so Tink would continue to think there was only one person on the rock.
And Tink did think that because as it has been established, she couldn't see very well. If she could, we know she'd be riding something sturdier than a banana boat tubie thingee.
The handsome prince raised his head back to listen to the evil princess whispering conspiracy theories into his ear. The evil princess had decided that the handsome prince should call Tink closer and as soon as the banana boat float was an inch from the jagged rock, they were currently calling home, he'd lean over and catch hold, whirl it around and upend it, thus Tink would drown and the royal couple would have the banana boat float all to themselves.
Well, this was a brilliant idea I tell you, and as the handsome prince began his devious overture to faery Tink, she brought it hook, line, and sinker (which means she liked the idea of paddling to the rock to get a closer look at his handsomeness). As she did this, the evil princess grabbed the handsome prince around the waist so he wouldn't fall in. If Tink had good eyesight she might have wondered where the handsome prince got those extra arms from.
Closer the banana boat came with the rapid gum chewing and determined faery squinting her nictitate eyes (in this case twinkly winks, no not tiddly winks!) to measure how far she was from the handsome prince and that dangerously jagged rock.
Three inches, two inches, two and a half inches, one! The handsome prince went to grab the banana boat float and pull it up dumping Tink backward into the whirlpool, but the boat float came too fast and hit the most jagged and sharp piece of the rock and there was a huge BOOM sound as it burst like a peeled banana.
The pop of hot air hit the handsome prince and evil princess with such force they fell backwards into the churning water. Tink, meanwhile, was clinging to the jagged rock saying to no one in particular (because there was no one on the rock), but the poor dear didn't know that because she couldn't see very well, "Geezums help, ouch!"
Will Tink drag herself bloody and bleeding onto the jagged rock? Will the evil princess drown the handsome prince as she hangs onto his head for dear life and he keeps going under from the swift motion of the whirling water and her arm pushing him down? Oh my what will happen next?
I'm feeling peekish at this moment. Uh maybe later, after a bite to eat I'll finish this tale of woe for you.
Gabe
Copyright © 2005 Gabriel O'Sullivan All rights reserved
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