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Post by Ichabod on Dec 9, 2005 13:05:24 GMT -5
"what are you doing here?" Mr Pringle asked still craving cheese on toast. The ghost was rounded in shape and had rich tea engraved on his bouncy looking belly. "I... Am. Muster Blibby!" Muster Blibby announced patting his rotund stomach. "I ammm heeeeere to aid you in catching the eeeevviiiiil butterflyyyyyy." Mr Pringle looked confused. "what you on about?" he said. Muster Blibby chucked several hobknobs at him and Mr Pringle fell under the onslaught. "Aarrgggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh, the hobknobs! not the Hobknobs!" he sang sweetly. "You silly Kettle!" Muster Blibby scolded. "You have forgotten about Agamemnon!" "What in the name of Elton Johns matching bra and underpants are you talking about?!" Mr Pringle shrieked Muster Blibby took a moment.....................................................then suddenly gasped, and yelled "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, the evil butterfly must have wiped your memory!!"
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