by bruce » Tue Oct 10, 2006 12:49 pm
"Yep," says gsdgsd, swinging the noose around like a lariat, "I reckon it's ICJ."
"Hee hee," snickers Worm.
Ice Cream Jonsey, out-of-work court jester, screams like a little girl, and dashes behind a building.
Worm cocks his head. "I can hear the little bells on his hat jingling, gsdgsd. He's right over...there."
As he hears the footsteps approaching, Jonsey tries to run, but trips over his clown shoes. Worm is on top of him with a knee in his back before he can rise, and gsdgsd hogties him with the rope.
"Thought you'd get away with it, didn'tcha, bwah?" he sneers. "Thought you'd get away with your...lie."
"Hey, Worm, we got any lye?" he shouts.
"Sure thing, Boss," replies Worm. He soon returns with a can of Red Devil. ICJ whimpers as Worm tosses the can to gsdgsd, who opens it.
As he reaches towards Jonsey to start pouring the lye in his eyes, Jonsey snarls and undergoes a terrible transformation. Unfortunately, although humans can be hogtied with their hands and ankles together behind their back, as a wolf, well, this dislocates Jonsey's hips and shoulders. He howls in wolfish agony as gsdgsd smilingly dumps the lye into his eyes.
ICJ begins flopping around and screaming, transforming wildly back and forth from human to wolf. The lye, ever so slowly, eats through his eyes and into his brain. It takes him hours to die, screaming all the while. When he's human he curses Worm, gsdgsd, the other villagers, God, Warren Robinett, all the Saints individually and as a group, Tiger Woods, and Jack Tramiel, among others. When he's a wolf he just shrieks and howls.
Worm and gsdgsd bring up lawn chairs and a cooler of beer to watch the fun. Every so often they get up to administer a good kicking or another dose of lye.
By late afternoon, ICJ has stopped twitching. His lupine tongue protrudes into the dust. Flies have begun to settle on his cooling carcass.
Worm and gsdgsd high-five each other as the sun sets behind the mountains to the west.
The game is over. The peasants have won.
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"Yep," says gsdgsd, swinging the noose around like a lariat, "I reckon it's ICJ."
"Hee hee," snickers Worm.
Ice Cream Jonsey, out-of-work court jester, screams like a little girl, and dashes behind a building.
Worm cocks his head. "I can hear the little bells on his hat jingling, gsdgsd. He's right over...[b]there[/b]."
As he hears the footsteps approaching, Jonsey tries to run, but trips over his clown shoes. Worm is on top of him with a knee in his back before he can rise, and gsdgsd hogties him with the rope.
"Thought you'd get away with it, didn'tcha, bwah?" he sneers. "Thought you'd get away with your...lie."
"Hey, Worm, we got any lye?" he shouts.
"Sure thing, Boss," replies Worm. He soon returns with a can of Red Devil. ICJ whimpers as Worm tosses the can to gsdgsd, who opens it.
As he reaches towards Jonsey to start pouring the lye in his eyes, Jonsey snarls and undergoes a terrible transformation. Unfortunately, although humans can be hogtied with their hands and ankles together behind their back, as a wolf, well, this dislocates Jonsey's hips and shoulders. He howls in wolfish agony as gsdgsd smilingly dumps the lye into his eyes.
ICJ begins flopping around and screaming, transforming wildly back and forth from human to wolf. The lye, ever so slowly, eats through his eyes and into his brain. It takes him [b]hours[/b] to die, screaming all the while. When he's human he curses Worm, gsdgsd, the other villagers, God, Warren Robinett, all the Saints individually and as a group, Tiger Woods, and Jack Tramiel, among others. When he's a wolf he just shrieks and howls.
Worm and gsdgsd bring up lawn chairs and a cooler of beer to watch the fun. Every so often they get up to administer a good kicking or another dose of lye.
By late afternoon, ICJ has stopped twitching. His lupine tongue protrudes into the dust. Flies have begun to settle on his cooling carcass.
Worm and gsdgsd high-five each other as the sun sets behind the mountains to the west.
The game is over. The peasants have won.
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