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Today at 3:30 p.m. (central standard time) operation blue cherry was underway. My operatives were stationed at positions around the warehouse ready to strike given my command. I sat and watched the warehouse from a top the hill north of the warehouse and as soon as the last van left we made our strike. Entering the warehouse without any alarms sounding, we began to load the spam into our truck. Operative number "8" pulled the wrong can from the pile of spam and a huge avalanche of spam consumed number 8. Hearing his blood curling screams we all watched in fear as he died, sure one of us couldve have helped him, but could we? With the truck of spam full we left the ware house but as soon as we pulled up the vans returned. Out of each van piled 20 ninjas, trained in japan. Me and my 5 remaings operatives began to kung fu fight the ninjas. Taking them out one by one began to make us tired, so we popped a cap in them. With caps popped, we jumped into our trucks and drove towards home base as we drove a giant banana appeared in the sky shooting banana peels into the road. Slipping on the banana peels our trucks skidded into the nearby twinkie factory. Covered in twinkies we sat terrorfied by our sight, 11 giant purple people eating octupuses. TO BE CONTINUED |
| | Posted 9/15/2004 5:11 PM - 0 comments
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