A Jiggler Jeep Wrangler – Cherry of Course

Mark my word Nugatory Nancy I have fallen from the heavens to bring my wrath against honey BBQ Frito twists.  Their power decimated my home world of Nike Four; their tasty power that is.  Imagine a whole world of giant jelly fish shoving tentacle full after tentacle full of BBQ twists into their giant gaping maws.    Imagine millions of giant jelly fish children unable to slither to school instead having to be rolled there by the Neutron White Ape slaves of Xanthium Five.  I will tell you one thing those Apes don’t like is rolling things: children, cigars, barrels of smaller apes, themselves.  I believe that rolling oneself down a hill is a rather esoteric and thought provoking philosophical puzzle, kind of like an Escher drawing.  It is something foreign to White Apes and actually quite insulting to Neutron White Apes.  You could say it’s probably about as uncomfortable as being accidentally violated on a winter’s day by an innocent icicle even more so from the icicle’s perspective.

 

I mean if you were a sentient icicle like the one’s found on the polar ice caps of Jordan Six, the last thing you’d want is to end your serene life up a Yeti’s butt.  Apparently many of the Yeti’s of Jordan Six suffer from chronic hemorrhoids and the most common remedy is to shove an icicle up your arse.  So naturally the Icicles and the Yeti’s are natural enemies, for different reasons of course.  One reason why arbitration has not worked in negotiations for peace is that Icicles have no butts and are also very vengeful and stubborn.  This comes from living one’s life in the cold and living for thousands of years.  The fate of the icicles is often a hot and bitter end.