Henry, jenny and Will were in the rocket. A voice crackled over the radio. "This is mission control. Yes, Betty, from Dartford". It was Henry's auntie Betty, from Dartford. "launch in 3,2,1 Blast off".
"that was rather unspectacular." said Henry.
"I agree" agreed Will
"who's dropped one?" Questioned Jenny.
"It's nature Jenny. Just like this". Half of America collapsed into the sea due to the golbal warming from Henry's fart. but no one cared. The rocket was now in space. Henry began to sing a rather annoying song about Grunt Futtock's amazing musical Hobgoblins, and Jenny passed out every few minutes. We won't go into what will was doing. A flash of beige flew past the window. Henry looked up. "Was that... Burberry?" he asked nervously. Then, the hideous creature rose up toward the window. "'Ave it ma homies, word up to all ma family in prison innit!"Henry threw up.
"It's a..... Space chav!!!".....
Tuesday, 28 October 2008
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