Morals

Little Johnny and his best friend Grady were sitting on a hill next to their bikes to watch the sun go down over the mountains. They were laughing and telling stories about how their mothers are goofy and what the divorcee down the street was wearing that afternoon.

Suddenly, Heath the Heathen, the six foot school bully, strolls up behind them and pushes them down the hill. He takes Grady's bike and throws it against a tree, bending the frame (Heath is pretty tough). Heath then gets on Little Johnny's bike and takes off laughing, his huge body balancing on the tiny bike. He passes the boys and makes it onto the road just as a big 'ol truck comes speeding by.

The truck swerves and misses the heathen as he peddles like a circus clown down the hill. The truck's tires run-up the side of the road and knock a few rocks out of place. These rocks tumble down the hill with a snowball like effect. These rocks speed past the boys and soon pass six-foot-blunder.

The rocks accumulate quite a following as Grady says it looks like a landslide. This landslide does in fact take out the old grey tree at the bend on the foot of the hill. The tree twists as it falls and takes with it a good helping of power line. The line is pulled off the poles leading up to the boys and snaps about five feet from them. The power line becomes a live snake; spitting sparks and wisps of ozone. The mouth of the snake decends on the six foot moron as he continues to peddle down the hill, oblivious to what he started.

An hour later, as the medics carry Heath's charred corpse away in a Glad Bag, the boys start talking to the officers. "There is a God. Let's not piss 'em off."

Hugs and farts
The Dno

Happy Golden Week