Yay fillers!

Oh well...

ReZ is away in Macau...

And he wants us to fill up the spaces...

Ehehehehehehehe......

You know how animes have filler episodes? This is a filler blog post. So, if you do not wish for your brain to be zapped dry by utter randomness, please click the little 'X' in a orange box at the top right-hand corner of your screen.

Here we go...




One fine day in heavily fortified Lalatown, there was a pink armadillo named Woof and a rainbow coloured donkey named Bowwow. Suddenly, the sky turned gray. They both looked up and said: "Wow. The sky is gray...." Then Woof said: "Onoz! This is a sign!"
"A sign of what?" asked Bowwow.

"The candy coloured orange is going to come and destroy the town!"

"Candy coloured...right....."

"And it will wield the macigal Spork of DOOM! (dun dun dun...)"

"Don't you mean magical?"

"No, macigal. It sorta means macelike."

"Okay. So a candy coloured orange wielding a macelike spork is going to destroy our town which has state-of-the-art defences?"

"Uh huh."

"We'd better run."

And so they ran. And ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran(Okay you should be getting bored now) and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran until they realised they were going the wrong way. Then Woof stopped. He told Bowwow: "No! We cannot run! We must defend our town!" Then he started running again. "Quick! To the armory!" he said.


Moments later...

Woof was driving a tank while Bowwow decided to go Rambo (don't ask me how donkeys can carry a machine gun, let alone two. Don't ask me how armadillos can drive a tank either.) Together they decided to confront the Big O(as it was now known).


The final faceoff...

The following details are too gory and lengthy to describe. However, know this: the bodies of Woof and Bowwow exploded into a million pieces of flesh and bone, some luckily finding a home in a citizen's eye. Also, the Big O was never vanquished. He might be under your desk right now as you are reading this, sharpening his Spork...

Oh...I forgot to mention it was gory and not suitable for children?

Oooops.

Anyway, the moral of the story is:

Cheese tastes like worms in your sock.

Also, oranges are good with sporks.