Part One Hundred Twenty Nine
It Was His Horse
"Did we kill the Cyclops yet?" Buster
clapped his hands and skipped about.
"Buster! I can bless something for you by The
Bad God!" lied Rocko. "Oh, your ukulele! Let me do
it!"
"Yeah! Bless my Ukulele!" Buster hopped up
and down excitedly and handed the Ukulele to Rocko. Rocko
immediately cracked the Ukulele in two across his knee. Buster
gasped! Buster cried! The Ukulele snapped and sparked and lost all
of its power. At the same moment, Rocko's mace was bathed in
ultraviolet light.
"Noooooooooooooooooooo!" screamed Buster!
"Sweeeeeet!" yelled Rocko as he checked
out his newly powered up mace. "The Bad God is sooooooo
cooooool!"
130. The Last Part Should Have
Been Called Buster's Ukulele Is Broken!
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