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4/13/2006 But I Didn't Even Pay The Ferryman "Row row row ya boat," the old man cheerfully sang out to Alf, who was standing on dry land watching this senile git in confusion, and before he could raise a brow and shout;
"What the hell?!", the little old man interrupted his thinking (or lack thereof);
"Wanna ride there, matey?" he requested with eyes wide open, and an overly eager grin.
"Er, I do believe I've got, er..." Alf began to stumble.
"Oh c'mon, I can take ya downstream and back again - jus' a bit o' fun!"
"But - oh alright then," replied the beaten Alf with a sigh, "but I must say that this journey is somewhat unexpected" he added blatently (for purposes of meeting syllabus requirements for the the topic of 'Journeys' in the Higher School Certificate, NSW, Australia).
The crazily joyful man rowed his little dingy to the place where Alf had been confused. He now had a new place to be confused; right inside the boat with a man he didn't even know the name of : -
"I'm Walter, but you can call me 'Sea-ewe'" came a creepily instant reply to his train of thought.
"What the hell?" thought Alf to himself in confusion. Suddenly the old man rose to his feet (rocking the boat a little), dived straight into the water... and didn't come back up to the surface. "Oh, 'see you', I get it..." Alf had always been such a clever lad.
Alf stared blankly for several hours, "what the heck" had been the only words to come to mind. He knew he had to extend his vocabulary. At that moment, he heard a noise, which woke him from his trance -
"HOLY MOLEY! WHERE AM I?!" he exclaimed to noone in particular, but still proud to show off the new expression he'd developed.
He was quite literally up the creek without a paddle now, in fact, he had two paddles, and boy did he start using them when he realised he was about to fall a great many metres down a waterfall!
The water beneath him churned rapids, foaming and drowning out all other noises he'd be able to make with his extensive vocabulary.
" ---- !" he exclaimed, what could have only been a swear word, unheard above the noise of this grand waterfall.
It sucked to be alone, especially when falling a great distance into white water - which was probably concealing pointy rocks of some kind. Alf's uneventful life flashed before his eyes in seconds - (hey, I told you it was uneventful).
What followed then went something like this:
"AHHHHHHHH!!!" Alf took a lung full of air and continued, "AHHHHHHH!!!" Alf then took a lung full of water and discontinued; what a clever chap.
Alf's life ended that day (I told you there were pointy rocks, it's your own fault if you didn't believe me), and all we know, is the very last words that passed our friend, Alf's lips were...
"Damn, I knew I should have payed the ferryman..."
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© Brittany Little + Adrian Snrub This was an unusual non-Maddoxey entry, written under exam conditions. I posted it here because I felt like it. So nyeah. Yes, I felt like being childish. Cram it in your ear. You will NOT find pajazo ice cream on this page anymore... go elsewhere.
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Other news: Film series 'The Scary Jester Scary Thing' recorded by Tim Flaps, Adrian Snrub, and Blackett Blackett are in production at the moment. Also 'Emo Effing Anthem' (a Good Charlotte ripoff) has been successfully recorded as has 'Requiem of a Broken Heart: The Ballad of Incoherence'. Expect them to be crap, and never to be released publically. Trackbacks (5)The trackback URL for this entry is: http://apparentlyadrian.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!4587DF04B547C2C8!1469.trak Weblogs that reference this entry
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