Part Twenty Eight
Karma
"Okay, why am I fighting four while everyone
has one on one or better odds?" complained Dade who must have
forgotten how he waded forward into the front lines.
"Karma," replied Buster as he was bitten
by a Giant Rat. "Crap!"
"Thank you Bad God!" rejoiced Rocko in
hosannas and hallelujahs.
"I hate Rocko and The Bad God! I spit on your
shrines, Bad God (if a stoopid God like you would have any),"
sealed his ukulele's fated Buster.
"Why are you trying to anger a God?"
quivered Corky in peasant-like fear as he mightily slew yet another
Giant Rat. "I want to be called Corky the Sidekickiester!"
"Oh boy, Buster. Now I can never heal
you," enjoyed Rocko.
"I need to sing a song about how much I
suck," tripled X'd Buster realizing that sex sells as another
Giant Rat bit him in the other calf. "Crap! Ouchie! Rocko, heal
me!"
"Thank you, BG!" shouted Rocko, pointing
up to the sky.
"My pinky's bleeding!" anatomically
incorrected Buster who was bit in the calf like I said earlier.
Unless I was wrong. Just then, two jumped after Rocko. "Yay! I
mean, fight them off, Rocko!" spurted Buster.
XX9. Buster's Super Secret is He
is Gay
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