So... I promised you funny stories, and that is what i will give to you.

A Short Story.

Once upon a time, Chris was daydreaming about Katy. Suddenly Todd came in and then. Chris started pole dancing with Kate Moss, singing "I just don't know how to pole dance". But then giant giggle wibble jubbled across the wibble wibble and Snoop D,O, double gizzle went onto another topic. It was his third of the night, he may get chocolate poisening.

Chapter 1

Once there was a liittle lost boy. He was called Todd Mctodderston. He was always lonely. But then; along cam Chris. He pulled out his bar of choclate and wiggled it infront of Todd until his eyes grew sore. Then, when he'd had enough of his chocolate bar, he pulled out his muffin. Just then Adam and Mel walked in. Mel was so shocked she gasped and Adam raised his brow. The only thing to do next was.....

So Mel McDave went to Dingly Dell to find the floppy eared hippocrocapig. On stubbling across a magical vibrator, that gave Todd the Cookie Monster the power to eat solid food again since his sexual ordeal with a tree branch at the Davidson's pub. But then...

Chris threw the lawnmower with ninja-like accuracy at the large pigeon who had landed on the upside down tree. Cheis roared "Dave!!". and suddenly an entrie crowd of Indo-Chilean sailors began to chant:

"Dave, Dave, Dave"

And After that day there were many celebrations in honor of Chris' slaying of the giant prosititute pigeon dressed in leather and in the distance was a golden shine. Mel, Adam and Todd looked around...

These seemed to be no space left in their room, the four found themselves locked in a room with no space. With no space they could no exist, and with that,poff, they vanished.

Chapter 2

The £10 they'd earned for busking was sufficient enought for a curry. So off the four of them went to the great beyond of down the road. The journey would take them minutes, but to be sure, they packed their vauables tightly in their pants and off they went. On the journey, something happened...

Mel McMelMel the Scottish warlord hypokritten was walking along Quality Street and a Rose bush. The Constable Todney McKiltflash wandered past whilstling Agadoo. Suddenly everyone dressed in Rocky Horror outfit, jumped on cars and began a rendision of Fame. Adam the flashy hooker noted "but then"....

Todd led the team thrusting again and again penetrating the bush, until eventually the four friends appeared on the other side.

There was a sudden screaming from a skyward direction as Steve Irwin rushed past hitting the ground with a happy shout of "G'Day Mate", possibly creating the largest Australian pizza person in the world. All four gathered round to enjoy the fat Aussie's meaty treats. Suddenly behind them..

"OH NO" cried Chris' beloved as a giant BMW crushed her. The BMW then seem to zoom off into the distance. Todd says "Well considering what's happened today, that's pretty normal". He then continued to dance in enternal rhythm.

Chapter 3

The can looked quite small, so how the four of us; Mel McMelMel, Todd McToddTodd, Chris McChrisChris and Adam the flashy hooker, managed to get in, all squashed in an unatural squish is a mystery to us all, even hippies. The only thing for us to do was to smoke lots and lots of weed and get high enough to float out one by one.

As Todd McDave Blah Blah schemed and schemed until the author could write no more...."We will eat our way out". So began the group consuming each other. Then cried Adam, "this isn't working! Eat faster". Then Mel cried out (with Chris' giant whell in her mouth) "Eat downwards, I can see the bottom". This appeared to Chris as "Dave Dave Dave Dave2 or "Moan moan moan" to the rest of the group...

"The madness the capitalistic Coke enduced catfine initiated madness!" screamed Chris and he bounced around the can pretending to be the best pnematic safety drill in the world.

As the shinyness of the sides distracted Mel into an eternal spinning of tryin catch the shine. Todd sat going "bibble bibble", suddenly Adam stood forward and exclaimed, "there are fifteen sides on a fiftteen sided polygon and sat down to disprove that God exists by the clever use of trigonometry and the nth term".

As they fought away the nasty preservative (E 211) regiment that lay before them, a rather large aspartome molecule dropped on them. They were trapped. 6,000 years of endless fighting opened, found flat and thrown in a bin, our four were no more.