Trumpelstitskin was so happy he farted a flock of partridges
out his ears and got a television show.
The show was called “I Want to Eat Your Baby.” According to the rules, non Mexican women had
to bring a baby with them and weave golden strands upon his head. If they failed, of course he processed their
babies. This proved that
Trumpelstiltskin liked eating babies even better than golden strands upon his
head. But then a bald blonde woman with
a North Carolina accent and the most delectable looking baby wove the golden
strands.
“No,” said Trumpelstiltskin, panicking.
“Don’t do that. I only want your
baby.”
But the woman kept weaving golden
strands and wouldn’t stop until Trumpelstiltskin’s Nielsen rating got so low
that he didn’t have a tv show.
Meanwhile the woman got so focused
on her job that somebody else came in and quickly ate the baby.
“Now what?” Trumplestitskin probably thought, though no
one can know for sure.
The years wore on and Trumpelstiltskin
grew more irritable. He became a sailor and wore a sailor suit on
the high seas. Even this did not satisfy
him so he came back to Spain and ate hot dogs out the wazoo.
Then his wazoo wore out and he became
a rich billionaire who everybody knew about, mainly because of his name, which
had “rump” in it.
to be continued ...
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