Dec 17, 2006 19:06
Well i have counted in the votes, which didn't take long. Thanks Guy. You win the mystery prize. we will have c followed by b.
Bob decided that he couldn't just spend his days sitting around doing nothing but mourning. He rose out of his chair and grabbed his shotgun. "They will die", he swore as he cut his chest with a knife. "They took my wife from me, no i will take them" (but not roughly in the barn). Bob stepped outside into the grey night and turned north towards mafia HQ. "Those scumbags are gonna pay". Suddenly a carnivorous ladybug appeared and began to gnaw at Bob's testicles. "ah bollocks, my bollocks" yelled bob. He did all he could to fight the ladybug off but it was just too strong. He raised his gun, and fired. The ladybug blew into a thousand pieces, as did bob's bits. "AHHHHHHHH" screamed bob in a high pitched castrated voice. He ran bank inside and grapped a plastic bag and filled it with ice. He scooped his little colonel and his two assistants up from the street and put them in hte bag hoping the hospital could re-attach them. He ran down the street scheming like a girl and arrived at the hospital.
"next please", said the nurse
"one bollock repair please" answered bob.
"That'll be £43.50"
Should bob:
a) pay the lady, have his testies repaired and continue his revenge mission.
b) shoot the lady and hang them on with a series of staples and paperclips.
c) Continue his quest as bobette, the super sexy ball less man.
Answers on a postcard as a reply to this lj entry. Votes counted Wednesday.
The story must continue............
Tyas