DUCK THE GOAT CHAPTER 4
COWS GO MOO
Duck had been living by the dumpster in the alley way near the dairy store for about 2 days, scavenging for unfinished bags of chips, or any food that was edible. He had gotten sick a few times, but was usually able to fight it off. Duck found an old couch cushion to use as pillow when he slept, and used a giant cardboard box for a TV as a shelter, protecting him from the weather and stray dogs.
One day, as Duck was dozing off in his hideout, a deep, scratchy voice boomed and made him flinch. "FINALLY I HAVE FOUND YOUUUUUUU........." the voice said, "ALL THESE YEARS I HAVE FOUND YOU, MY LONG LOST BROTHER, THAT WILL SOON BE USED BY ME TO EXTRACT HIS EXTRAORDINARY SUPERNATURAL POWERS TO RULE ALL OF CHEESE BALL COMPANIES!!!!! BECAUSE I LOVE CHEESEBALLS!!!!!" Duck quivered in fright as the deafening voice shattered his ears. Was he talking to me? he thought, Am I his "brother"? I never recall having a brother before... All of a sudden, Duck's Box shelter was thrown off him, exposing him to the cold, and bitter feeling of winter (Duck always hated winter). "YOU.....I HAVE USED MY "SUPER INTELLIGENT MIND-READING SANDWICH-MAKING BUTTON PUSHING SHOELACE TYING ELECTRIC TELEPORTING TRACKER DEVICE" also known as the S.I.M.R.S.M.B.P.S.T.E.T.T.D, TO TRACK YOU DOWN BRO." the booming voice that had been making Duck's ears ring, surprisingly belonged to a little, fat duck (a mallard duck more specifically), that was looking up at Duck the Goat with a crossed unibrow that was as big as a subway sandwhich.
"FINALLY!" the mallard duck said. Duck replied, "Um, but who exactly are you?"
The duck then responded with a sneer, "WHO AM I? I, AM THE ONE AND ONLY GOAT THE DUCK!!!"
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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One day, as Duck was dozing off in his hideout, a deep, scratchy voice boomed and made him flinch. "FINALLY I HAVE FOUND YOUUUUUUU........." the voice said, "ALL THESE YEARS I HAVE FOUND YOU, MY LONG LOST BROTHER, THAT WILL SOON BE USED BY ME TO EXTRACT HIS EXTRAORDINARY SUPERNATURAL POWERS TO RULE ALL OF CHEESE BALL COMPANIES!!!!! BECAUSE I LOVE CHEESEBALLS!!!!!" Duck quivered in fright as the deafening voice shattered his ears. Was he talking to me? he thought, Am I his "brother"? I never recall having a brother before... All of a sudden, Duck's Box shelter was thrown off him, exposing him to the cold, and bitter feeling of winter (Duck always hated winter). "YOU.....I HAVE USED MY "SUPER INTELLIGENT MIND-READING SANDWICH-MAKING BUTTON PUSHING SHOELACE TYING ELECTRIC TELEPORTING TRACKER DEVICE" also known as the S.I.M.R.S.M.B.P.S.T.E.T.T.D, TO TRACK YOU DOWN BRO." the booming voice that had been making Duck's ears ring, surprisingly belonged to a little, fat duck (a mallard duck more specifically), that was looking up at Duck the Goat with a crossed unibrow that was as big as a subway sandwhich.
"FINALLY!" the mallard duck said. Duck replied, "Um, but who exactly are you?"
The duck then responded with a sneer, "WHO AM I? I, AM THE ONE AND ONLY GOAT THE DUCK!!!"
TO BE CONTINUED.....
Ok guys, I hope you liked today's giraffe blog, please give this a plus on Google+, or share this with someone you know. BYBLOS (bye)
