Part Ninety Four
"Say, let's get that smashed dude
and make a raft out of him," declared Rocko who was talking
about a smashed dude under a block that only Hedwig had ever
seen and, being an owl, hadn't been able to tell anybody else about
it. But Rocko was a poor Roller Player and always used knowledge of
things that he shouldn't know about all the time because he hates
losing and needs every advantage to win. But he won't win! It's
practically already been written! He's going to die! Ha ha!
"Yuk! You can," disgusted Turf thinking
about how dirty he would get sailing on Buster's corpse. "Let's
look around some more." Harry whistled and made some signals
with his hands and Hedwig flew over the water and grabbed the key
and went, "SQAW! CAH! SQAW! CAH!" and flew the key back to
Harry. Harry took the key and scratched Hedwig meanly on the beak.
"Heh," hehhed Rocko who was disappointed
that he wouldn't get to corpse float again. "Yay! Thank you,
Bad God, for showing us the way!"
"I used to worship the Apathetic God but he
didn't seem to care much," faithfully believed Dade.
"Ha. That was funny," laughed Rocko
knowing that the Apathetic God was no match for The Bad God and it
was funny that someone would actually worship him.
"Hero, we have the key," presented Harry
like a good henchman.
"Good job," condescended Turf as he took
95. Meet the Ratman!
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