Saturday, January 30, 2010

CHAPTER 20

Recognizing the dire straights he was facing, Captain Hotshot chose the gentlemans way out....

"Egads, NO, WAIT!!! You can't do that, I haven't finished my coup de gras yet, and it's starting to melt all over my pants. What rotten luck... I guess I'll just have to go to bed then.

Nighty nite!! Hugs and all that other yechy stuff!!"

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