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dumb issue number 004.
"me love pla-do." by, belial
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as if you couldn't tell, i'm really really bored. i can't think of
anything better to do, so i'll just release several issues of dumb. why?
because i can. har. har.
oh yeah. this story is another result of sitting in creative
writing. guess what i got on this one; a 95!
belial
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ernie knew it was time to get funky when he whipped out his delux
pla-do factory toy set from inside the toy chest.
red pla-do, green pla-do, orange pla-do, yellow pla-do, blue pla-do,
the specially combined ultra pla-do mix of dull purple, the happy rainbow
pizza shop pla-do factory machine - all there. bewn. time for some
serious pla-do action.
spitting in his palm, ernie dug right into the pla-do. shaping,
forming, crushing, and destroying. ernie mixed, matched, shredded and tore.
pla-do was all over the walls, the floor, and the windows. it got in
ernie's mouth, hair, and ears. the pla-do was _everywhere_.
"mommy." ernie hollored down the stairs.
"yes dear."
"uh. nothing."
once again ernie ravashed the pla-do. creating and destroying like
he was some kind of angry god. red stars, purple balls, green diamonds,
orange pla-do people - all passed through ernie's hands, only to die as
they were crushed, minced, and shredded in the pla-do factory.
"MOM!" ernie yelled once again.
"yes dear."
"uh. is it lunch time yet?"
"no dear."
"grrr," he muttered "i'll just eat some pla-do!"
grabbing up scoops of pla-do, ernie began stuffing his face. "yom,
yom, yom."
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