"Does anyone hear bells?" Indy tilted his head, listening.
I glanced over his shoulder and couldn't believe my eyes.
The prince barked a laugh. "Tinkerbells."
The big purple guy looked back at us. "The Hoff gave me gas." Then he turned and walked off into the night.
Saturday
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At $4 a gallon he should be so lucky.
Filler up dh?
The Hoff always gives me gas, and usually a bitchin' case of nausea as well.
Heh. It's not just the chest hair either...
whatever shall the world do now without the Hoff
oh wait
I see the door opening for the improbable sequal where the Hoff comes back as a tink fart and terrorizes nostril hair everywhere
Sorry Oz, I think I'd rather have a wedgie than revisit the Hoff.
The Hoff was easier to defeat than I wouyld've expected. Then again, who knows what would've happened without Tink's help. I'd rather not think about it...
It would have been gruesome beyond belief.
I do wedgies...
just sayin
since I have read this story I have had the fear that somewhere out there is a Tinking time bomb.
had to say it
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