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Something here stinks,
and it ain't just that fat kid's fat new girlfriend...
...although she does
smell pretty bad.
You grab O'cutleybit's bag, and when he doubles over screaming you let
go and grab his garbage bag. Just as you thought, it's not full of dead
bunny rabbit at all! It's chock full of pointy wooden stakes, crossbows,
holy water, silver bullets, garlic, tazers, crosses, a big ass axe, a
Jesus head pez dispenser, a Glock, an Uzi, a flame-thrower, last months
issue of Adult Baby Fetish Magazine, some hand grenades, a gallon jug of
baby oil, large rubber panties and a yellowed old issue of a local
newspaper!
"Say Ocutleybit's, these ain't rabbits" you snap smartly as the father
retches his guts up at your feet. "And what's the newspaper all about?"
"Not to mention all the religiously themed and standard issue weaponry,"
Says the sciencey type girl.
"And what about the rubber undies and the baby oil and that magazine!"
Shrieks Nerdy kid in a slightly high pitched and possibly excited voice.
"an-uh wah' abow' a leck ching fan yon penis-uh chank sca-LOW-tum ina
buh-RACK BEAN SAUCE-uh" Howls Chin Myu unintelligibly.
"I was… only trying to… spare you kids the… horrible truth," gasps
Father O'cutleybits, struggling to his feet, clutching his overhandled
padre bits. "It's all here in this tattered old newspaper from when I
was a boy not any older than all of you except Moongoose here, who looks
like he's being played by someone in their mid thirties."
"What's the supposed to
mean, O'cutleybits?" shouts Moongoose, his creased mug wrinkling in
exasperation, but before the Aging Alter Boy Ass Fondler can respond
everything starts to go all wavy and there's this sort of loopy music!
You decide to:
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