| Once apon a time there was a Parrot named Abu Bokker, which ment Grand Cheba of the Little Stomachs. Why and I'd be the grand-daddy of all lyers I was to say the he wasn't given this shameful title for no good reason in particular... becuase he wasn't. Because every year he would win the the annual Stinky Salmon Award for the smallest stomach in the land which measured at 21,475,930,263,721,649.2067 metric pants(or in other words... 13 milimeters around). He vowed to himself that he would no longer be known as Abu Bokker from now on but Eki Niki Fiki Miki(The Six Pack er... what was that word again oh yes Parrot, thank you). He would do whatever it took to have the largest stomache there ever was. Night after night he would work strenuously for hours on end. He'd do sit-ups, push-ups, chin-ups, pull-ups, clean-ups, and shut-ups. He even ate more in order to fatten up his feathered figure. Though there were a few abnormal side effects to this new life style such as explosive, flaming diarhea, his feathers started glowing, and he became the only male parrot to ever become pregnant. But did that stop him from fufilling his dream? Oh no! For he was a Flying dingo looking thing of principle and he decided to hire a gigantic grizzly bear to pose as him in the Stomache of the Yaer Competition who of course won. I'm mean face it becoming pregnant is where he drew the line, but at least he won. Now is there a moral to this story... probably not and if there is you must look deep into your hearts to find it and the true meaning of the Christmas Yak which we will further venture towards on the next page.You know it seem harder and harder now a days to just sit back and appriciate the good things in life. Well until next time, ta ta. |