Why do kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Hear the Blueberry Roar!

What?! No, I'm not high.  Here is the story:

It's 11:01 P.M. and the grocery store owner has just licked up and is out the door.  As soon as it closes, the Blueberries roar!  They roll to the sauce section and hop aboard Thai Sauce Fighters and Bombers.  Some are kamikaze pilots, others sacrifice their lives and volunteer as a Blueberry Bomb.  They load up, and then fly over to all the other berries.  They talk strategy on the flight, weighing their strenghths and weaknesses.

They fight Strawberries, who are teamed up with pounding cake.  They fight Blackberries, who are teamed up with with Whipping Cream.  They fight Raspberries, who are paired up with honey.  They realize they are the better fruit, and deserve dominion over the Grocery Store.

As they near their destination, the cry rang out, "Blueberries!"

"Sir!" cried a lesser general to the Colonel.  "It seems all berry teams and their allies have joined forces.  And the Jelly Donuts have joined them!"

"Curse them!" screamed the Colonel.  "Curse them all! Prepare the Blueberry bombs!"  As he said this, troops of Blueberries ready to risk their lives for the cause of Blue Dominion queued up, ready to dive.  A few moments later, the Thai Fighters were bombarded with Strawberries flung from the catapults.

"Ready?!" bellowed the Colonel. "First unit, dive!"  The first few hundred blueberries jumped.  The crowd of food below were pelted by raining blueberries.  The honey and the whipping cream below had made sticky, web-like nets, which the Pounding Cake chucked at the oncoming blueberries.

About 95% of the Blueberries hit the defenders below.  Blackberries, Strawberries, and Pounding Cake were hit with Blueberries, leaving the Pounding Cake with many dark blue, skeewompus splotches.  4% were caught in the webs, left to have their inside sugars crystalize (for torture).  1% didn't hit anything.  They had simply sacrificed their juicy, seedy, little lives just to harmlessly splat on the tile.


Again, no, I was not high or tired when I wrote this, thanks for asking.

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