BLUEBERRIES AND CREAM

I would like to take the time now to tell you all a story,

...it all began some time ago...

A young, soft-skinned, naive man named Blueberry lived in the magic town of Waltham, in the northern part of the land. He lived in a wonderful commune of other soft-skinned artist types. And they all had wonderful soft-skinned friends all over the land. They all lived a happy peaceful existance, despite the overwhelming influence of the overblown capitalist reign of the land.

Oh they danced together, they laughed together, they shared a very rare, very special common thred...they all thought the same way. In this united mindset they were able to accomplish amazing feats.

One day, after a few weeks of speculation, Blueberry made a bold and caring move for the sake of his friends. He brought up his concerns of the amazing amount of publicity two of his roomates (we'll call them 'A', and 'C', to protect their identity) are giving freely to an evil hierarchy.

'C', in savage, animal-like manner, immediatly lunged at Blue and bit his nose.'C' continued to chew on Blue's face, until he was subdued by a non-chalant, flatulant member of the house.

'A' in typical 'A' manner, started taking low blows at Blueberry. And began to stone him in front of others. He encouraged people to laugh at Blue's short comings. In a scitzophrenic rage he made accusations towards the intellegence, or lack there of, of untatooed(wait, thats not right) people like Blueberry.'A' also began a habit of chewing on Blue's leg - also typical 'A' behavior.

Wind of the news blew south. South to a friend the young, naive, soft-skinned Blue had grown to trust. Trust to back him up, to stand by his side. Stand by his side in times of trial. Trial and tribulation. Tribulation and circumstance. Circumstance and that gooie stuff in the middle of cadbury's cream eggs. The gooie stuff in the middle of cadbury's cream eggs, and all four different gooie middles of a skybar. Anyway, he trusted her.

So, this trusted friend of his (we'll call her 'XS'), began unexpectedly, and unannounced, to stone him from afar. Together, 'XS' and 'A', stoned Blue to his soul.......stoned him just like Jelly Roll. Yea, they stoned him.

When little Blueberry Washington, the boy who was only trying to look out for his friends, was down on the ground, begging for mercy from the red and blue swirl of death, there was only one person there to fight the battle with him, to pick him up off the ground and quickly and efficiantly get him fully caffinated with a tasty shot of (insert cheesy plug) MOUNTAIN DEW!!!

This superhero dressed in mellow yellow and groovy green, looking not unlike the Green Lantern, or the Vision, or for that matter the Hulk, swiftly and easily took care of the situation, putting 'C' , 'A' , and 'XS' in there respective places.

Kudos to Scooby Dew!!!

Unfortunatly this story does not have a particularly happy ending. You see, Scooby & Blueberry could not hold 'A', 'C', & 'XS', down forever, and they are currently back in action as the tools they have learned to become.

'A' , sporting propaganda tatoos all over his body, sadly dosen't even know what he's doing. He has been brainwashed into believing that they are some sort of higher intelligence markings.

'C' dressed in full red, white, and blue, continues to try to convert all to his new beloved cult.

'XS' , like the wuss she is, cotinues to stone Blue & Dew from afar.

It will be sad days until someone can truly reach these lost souls............

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