“Please, Barak O’Bama, let me go back to Earth and I will
show with good works how much I repent of being a jerk.”
“Trumplelstiltskin,
I thought you were dumb but I didn’t know you were crazy. I ain’t
even got started on you …”
Just
then Trumpelstiltskin jumped off of heaven and into space. Luckily the golden strands upon his head
caught the attention of gravity and pulled him away. Barak O’Bama saw this and commanded gravity
to cease and desist but gravity didn’t pay him no mind. He tried vetoing it but that didn’t work
either. So Trumpelstiltskin was laughing
in space and sticking out his tongue some more at Barak O’Bama.
Gravity
isn’t real fast from so far away so Trumpelstiltskin seemed to float around for
quite awhile which gave him plenty of time to contemplate the error of his
ways. Unable to find it, he returned to
thoughts of satisfying his ever-growing hunger for baby Mexicans.
Then a
planet appeared beneath Trumpelstiltskin and he knew that soon he would be
around good food again. Trumpelstiltskin’s
golden strands blossomed out into a parachute and he gently touched down in a
red wasteland.
“Shit,”
he thought, “this must be Mars.” Then he
brightened. “But everyone here will be
an alien and taste great!”
Then a
Martian flew up to Trumpelstiltskin and said in a German accent, “Your passport please.”
Trumpelstitskin
said, “$$$K you. I don’t need a stupid passport
to come here. I’m heaven sent.”
Then a
customs official Martian crawled over and said, ”Trumpelstiltskin, you are an
illegal alien. Stop raping everybody.”
So then
Trumplestitskin got really mad and sat on the customs official.
The
customs official said, “Let’s make a deal.”
to be continued...
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