rockin_plumber
The Plumber That Rocks
Ivan said:sorry, I didn't saw this before :wink:
Its good :wink:
Ivan said:sorry, I didn't saw this before :wink:
rockin_plumber said:LOL LOL LOL ^^^
rockin_plumber said:Count Dracula is out on the pull in town. He spends the night drinking
bloody mary's in various clubs and biting on unsuspecting women's necks.
He is heading for home, wandering along the High Street sometime before
sunrise. Suddenly he is hit on the back of the head. He looks round and
sees nothing. He looks down and sees a small sausage roll.
Mmmm, he thinks. What's going on here.
A few yards further on and ... BANG. Smacked on the back of the head again!
He whirls round as quick as he can, nothing. Again he looks down and
there is a small triangular sandwich lying on the ground. How odd!!
A few yards further along the street and .... crash.
Smacked on the back of the head again!! He whirls round as quick as he
can, nothing.
He's getting really angry now. Again he looks down and there is a cocktail
sausage lying on the ground.
He stands and peers into the darkness of the night. Nothing. He walks a
few yards further on when he gets a tap on the shoulder. With a swirl of
his cape and a cloud of mist he turns as fast as he can. He feels a sharp
pain in his heart. He falls to the ground clutching his chest, which is
punctured by a small cocktail stick laden with a chunk of cheese and a
pickle.
On the ground dying, he looks up and sees young female.
With his dying breath he gasps,
"Who Are You?
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Ready for this ?
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She replies,
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"Buffet, The Vampire Slayer."
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