The man walked up to the steps of the house. He was wondering what would happen next. The battles were over, both sides almost gone. Would they come, would they come for them? Would they rescue them from the last remaining hells of this Earth. Or would he have to continue fighting, he saw the enemy walking up, they too wondered what would happen next. The man and his fellow men looked around, expectantly. Suddenly, great multitudes of platypuses come flying down from the sky. They swarmed around the people in a great fuzzy spiral. The people spread there arms wide, and let the platypuses take them. The enemy stare4d in disbelief. The platypuses had come for the people, and now the people were on the other side of the wall, safe, at last.
The suddenly Bill and asjbfjo[aebg[qwoegruiqw;jhfwopeibgqeriqeg;bvu came out of nowhere and massacred them all with squirt bazookas. They all died, except for one lone platypus, who sat down there, quite happily, and pleasured himself until the end of time.
Hmm, weird story. Though I guess it is good. I have a question, though: Isn't it platypi when there's more than one? I might be wrong, I'm just wondering.
Hmm, weird story. Though I guess it is good. I have a question, though: Isn't it platypi when there's more than one? I might be wrong, I'm just wondering.
Hmm. That's interesting. Well, that's good to know I guess. I don't wanna start having an argument with a friend over this one day. I don't know how platypi would get brought up, but it could happen. >_>
