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"Oh
my, you wouldn't be Raven Death Serpent, would you?" Toodles asked in
her typically bold manner seeing the typical Grim Reaper figure sitting
on his own in the typical French cafe in the typically cliche Greenwich
Village. Raven Death Serpent looked about him suspiciously and said, "I
could be, but then I might not." "The very same Raven Death Serpent who
was personally responsible for the Brighton Disaster some years back?"
"Yes, I'm afraid I may be." Replied Raven Death Serpent. "Boy, am I glad
I missed that concert." Said Toodles typically. "Typical." Answered Raven
Death Serpent; And then, typically enough, they immediately started diving
down each other's throats, being mutually attracted. At this point, the
typical Nazis started machine gunning the cafe bent on slaughtering Raven
Death Serpent. They were frustrated, being completely unable to understand
why any good aryan would want to be black. The lovebirds, typically of
course, didn't notice the carnage around them for several hours; and by
then the Nazis had moved off, having been embarrassed by their blatant
heterosexual antics and went to beat up some fairies whom they secretly
desired. "Hey babe, run away with me." Raven Death Serpent demanded typically.
"Oh, but I couldn't." Toodles lied, but she did anyway. They took a cruise
to a typical small island nation, the government of which they typically
overthrew, and ruled together as typical totalitarian dictators until
they got typically bored of each other and went their typical separate
ways. And that's the end of this typical Toodles story. |
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