Wednesday 7 November 2007

Western

Fluffy(cat, apparently), is glad to be out of that poxy house, and is now on the prowl for some evil varmint called Farty. A two-timin' good-fur nuthin'. horizontal flame spurtin' gas rig. Fluffy(for f*cks sake, cant WE change the name?), is not pleased. She needs revenge for being called Fluffy, and is packing her six-shooters for the final showdown with the old 'Windy one'.

"Draw", she said.

There was a bang, and...............

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

BANG! Fluffy dropped dead, with a hole like the Mersey Tunnel in her Head.

THE END!

Now can we get back to some serious blogging, me old mateys?

Mr Farty said...

Serious blogging? Boy, have you come to the wrong place!

Anonymous said...

Interesting to know.