Once upon a time, a brave, honest knight found himself
trapped in front of a bridge by an angry troll. “You may not pass unless you
give me all of your Xanax!” it screamed, stomping its enormous purple feet with
a mighty thunder.
“But I need
this medication!” cried the knight, “Or else I cannot fight the dragon! I will
be too nervous without it!”
“That is
not my problem!” rumbled the troll. “Give it, or you shall not pass!”
The knight
gave in to the troll’s demands, and went to the local apothecary for help.
Unfortunately, the alchemist would not answer her chainmail request, so the
knight charged through her chamber doors, demanding a new prescription so that
he might slay the evil dragon.
The
alchemist stood at her bubbling, boiling cauldron, cackling and throwing eye of
newt and fillet of a fenny snake into the midst of the poisonous fumes.
“I can make
you another batch of Xanax!” she cried, holding her wand high in the air, “But
only if you give me all of your vile Mountain Dew!”
It was
then, dear children, when our brave knight awoke from his deep, drug-induced
sleep, clutching to his Mountain Dew bottle for dear life. The end.
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