Now Muffinsquire was a young muffin who lived in the small town Fuzzle Wufflekins. She worked in the marshmallow fields at a rate of 10 cents an hour. The poor dear. One day it was very hot and the slave masters, of which the Evil muffin alliance assigned to workers at every peasant village, were very irritable that day. One of them kept pushing the weary Muffinsquire until she became so angry that she lashed out at the slave master. And the whole quarrel played out much like a street fight, with cheated punches and lots of words like &#@% and @!%*%^$#%%&*@!#$$^%#@!^&!@#$%^&*.....whatever that means.
Suddenly, without warning, while the slave master's back was turned, while everyone else had been watching so intently, while the other slave master's had been playing Old Maid and not really caring, while Muffinsquire was trying to figure out what to do next, while*gets stabbed in the back and a new narrator steps in*
Suddenly, without warning, Muffinsquire lunged forth with such violent rage that she had no control over her mind and went completely insane. She bared her teeth then opened her mouth wide and bit down on the slave master's soft head. And she swallowed! She kept biting and swallowing and biting and swallowing until all that was left was the slave master's whip and seafoam green converse. Chocolate with M&M's was very delicious. Then, Muffinsquire realized what she had done. She had EATEN a MUFFIN!!!! One of her own kind even if he was evil. She had become canabalistic and she wanted more.All the other muffins glared at her with such surprised disgust, unsure whether to cheer at the defeat of a slave master or run away in fear that they'd be next on the menu. And so........................................................they tarred and feathered, and hung her and the kingdom remained under the rule of the Evil muffin alliance forever. Sure you thought this would be a happy story but unfortunately I proved you wrong. No one likes a cannabalistic muffin so tough cookies for Muffinsquire, we'll always remember her in our nightmares.
THE END
View User's Journal
Helloo helloo!
 |
