Brin vs. The Ogre
By Bri'n Cog'n <[email protected]>
Dere wuz dis group
o' fellers whut paid me fer
hangin' out wif dem fer a while. I believe dey wuz
called Skavun's or sumthin'.. anywayz dey wuz all
lookin' 'round fer sum ov dem shiny rocks (dem types
goez nutz fer doze rocks... I can't figger it out..
Ole Brin'll take a keg o' ale an' a pipe full o' weird
root over dem rocks any day)
anywayz while dey wuz
lookin' fer rocks I happened
ta remeber dat I had hid wun o' me bookies 'round dere
and wuz startin' ter look fer it, when all ovva sudden
a group o' dem hairy 'oomie types busts in and starts
bashin' doze rat-fellers..
"well fergit lookin'
fer da book!" I sez ta
myself.. Soz I got me sling reddy ta chuck sum rocks
at da 'oomies, when all ovva sudden dis big scary type
showz up an' starts headin' straight fer me! (It seemz
dat he had sum kinda problem wif ladz like me) I tell
yaz Dat FIng musta been Ten feet tall and at least dat
wide, plus he had big teef and even bigger bashin'
sticks in his 'ands. Well ole' Brin iz not stoopid!
I
started leggin' it da ovver way but fast!
Da first thing dat I
saw wuz a ladder, soz I took
off up dere, finkin' dat it wud be a gud place whut a
feller could hide in. Dat Big feller seez me goin'
up
dere an' decides he kin get up dere too. Jus' as soon
as he steps onna ladder, I hearz dis loud crash, an'
da whole zoggin' buildin' whut we wuz standin' on
crashes down on dat big headed guy whut wuz chasin'
ole Brin.
(Dis izza gud part
so pay attenshun!) When I woke
up dat whole buildin' wuz gone, so wuz dem 'oomies and
da rat fellers. Dere wuz a big pile of rocks where da
buildin' used ta be, and under dat pile wuz dat big
Ogre feller whut wuz chasin' me... He wuz completely
covered 'cept his big fat arse wuz stickin' straigth
up thru da rubble. First I poked at him wif a
stick,
an' when he didn't move... I gave his arse quite da
gud Kickin'!!!! Dat'll show him!
Now den.. dere ain't
no one whut kin top dat!
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