A Story of Great Proportions - Part IV
… continued from the last time I wrote this wacky story of craziness…
“Wacky Jacqui? Where are we going?” Carly Barley asked.
“You know, Carly Barley, I’m not too sure,” Wacky Jacqui announced.
“I still think we should go to the Big Z Bar,” Dan Dan cried.
“Not on my Nelly,” YYY screamed.
“Well, why don’t we compromise?” Horny Dawnie asked.
They all turned and looked at her in surprise.
“Why the devil didn’t I think of that sooner!?” Carly Barley yodelled.
“Because really, you’re not very bright,” Dan Dan said, patting her on the head like a dog.
“Thanks, Dan. I love you too,” Carly Barley sobbed like a baby.
“Well? What are we doing!?” YYY demanded.
“I DON’T KNOW!!!” warbled Wacky Jacqui.
“Come on terror, we’re going to the Surgery,” said YYY, taking her by the scruff of the neck and disappearing in the direction of the Surgery. Which by all accounts, could have been a place full of ill people with headaches to Carly Barley. Well, it was really.
“And we’re off to the Z Bar, the Wonderful Z Bar of Ooooooozzzzzzzz,” Dan Dan, Carly Barley and Horny Dawnie sang…
to be continued…