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Popeye whistlin'

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   As you walk along you begin softly whistling, being careful not to trip on any more rocks. 
   The forest seems to grow brighter as your gentle music pervades the still air.  Your confidence grows and you let your tune get louder and louder until you are whistling at the top of your lungs...wait...lips?  The woods respond to your increased enthusiasm and soon you see animals scampering and flowers blooming.  Why there's even a little pond with little ducks and a little rainbow.  This doesn't seem like such a bad quest after all. 
   You sit down next to the pond to rest and enjoy your stale newton.  You chew thoughtfully (if that's even possible...thinking thoughtfully while chewing might be better) and reflect on the grimness of your task.
   The staleness starts to have an adverse effect on your stomach and before long your stomach is trying some mutiny out on ya.  As your stomach clenches you turn to the pond and let loose.  When you are finished the pond is half covered with your stale newton stomach butter.  The little ducks begin pecking at the chunks, chewing not so thoughtfully.  They too start to puke.  They don't look too happy.  You reach over to try to console the littlest and therefore cutest duck.
   The searing pain of a duck bite tells you that was a bad idea.
   Startled, you step back away from the pond.  The ducks follow and quickly surround you.  From the corner of your eye you see the little rainbow fade and scampering decreases by a whopping 86 percent.  From the center of your eye you see the ducks begin a terrifying change.
   The little ducks are rapidly becoming not-so-little ducks.  As they grow faster than what seems normal (you're no duck biologist but this is a crazy growth spurt) they sprout vicious claws, sharp fangs and their eyes glimmer with malice.  It seems you have found the legendary wereducks of Cockslam Pond. 
   Their transformation complete, they ready themselves for the attack.
   You instinct says you must act quickly to survive.
 
 
-If you'd like to run away screaming and carrying on choose option 1
-If you'd like to try the ol' hack and slash with your new sword you've been dying to try out choose option 2
-If you would like to throw the rock at the head wereduck and pray to Batsy that it miraculously bounces off his head and pinballs around killing all of the ducks choose option 3

option 1

option 3

option 2