dreamt by Elizabeth
So me and Tanya were stapled to a wall being force-fed saurkraut by this girl who kept singing "Wokka wokka doo doo yeah!" when we were rescued by the dorky kid who was Mondo Man in that one duckie ep. We thanked him and started to leave, but he wanted to come with us. He smelled like really old root beer. We let him because we felt sorry for him, and we all go to the hotel where me and my family go on vacation (only it's bigger, and *really* cold) and we're all fighting over that little chocolate mint on the pillow when Duke suddenly barges in, only he's, like, an eight foot tall nude hermaphrodite with two beaks, and I'm looking at him and wondering how the heck you would draw two beaks when he steals the little mint we were all fighting over and Tanya bites his ankle. Then the three of us (I dunno where the Mondo Man kid went) are in a Walgreens, and we're asking for dounuts. But the guy has no donuts, and he keeps staring at Duke (who's still an eight foot she-male), and tells us all he has is a dozen live rabid vomiting weasels in wasabe sauce. So we take them. I bite the heads off some of them, but they're not very good, so we throw the rest away, but a guy comes and says he needs them for his Y2K preparedness kit, and fishes them out. Then we're in an airplane (?) with Nosedive. He's holding the "street patrol" action figure of him I just got for christmas, and he's saying, "Jeez, this doesn't look at all like me! I mean, when they said they'd make a street kinda guy, they didn't say they'd dress him up like a cheap pimp! What kinda gorilla-duck *is* this, that he's got abs you could scrub laundry on and hair down to his butt? Man, this isn't me, this is Thor." And then Tanya points out that at least he *got* an action figure...several, in fact, and he looks at her for a second and then shuts up. He starts talking to these twins, Nathan and Superfly, who can trade eyeballs with each other, and they all stare at Duke as discreetly as they can. Then the millenium hits and the world ends and everybody dies exept for us. We all laugh. The old root beer smell comes back.
Woah.
Heh.