i had a wunderful froot pie du udder day. id wads zuch a wunderfull froot pie. i cleaned id and took it for walks but it fell apardt so i shodt my foodt and idt wads dooossoo nice andd sucdh. dhe froot pie attaked me and so i drew out my axe! and as the pie came whaleing through the air with animal eyes and claws extended i struck it a blow to the midriff. allthough wounded the pie relentlessly attacked. the battle raged on, my axe gleamed in the moonlight. the pie stood - for a moment- still and looked out on me. it stood mighty, standing there in the low grassy feild with the mighty moon illuminateing its mighty figure. the pie came for one last mighty blow!!! and then. i finished and washed off my plate. i walked into the living room and bowed on one knee. aurther beheld mighty excallibur. his long silken robes and marble throne made him seem godlike. he took the mighty semitar and spoke in magnificent might, "BEHOLD, SIR GOLDORAUT!! ALL HALE SIR GALDORAUTE!! MIGHTY WARRIOR AND SLAYER OF MIGHTY PIES!!" i then sat back down and watched tv for awhile.
