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The is the story of the mystic Lawn Elves of Athens. The Lawn Elves fancied themselves the strongest, fastest, and biggest in all the land. Governed by the evil Earth Wino, the elves led lives of simplicity, rarely leaving the gates of their own territory for very long. The Earth Wino insisted that the Lawn Elves were indeed the biggest, fastest, and strongest, which is why they didn’t have to leave their own territory. Everyone there loved them, and that was enough.

One day, the Elves began to hear a great rumblings about a mighty tribe in a far away land, past the Ah Crevasses in the west. They immediately dismissed the tribe as phonies because they had no Heath Suntan. They laughed at the tribe and their Teensy Gondola, because it was so small. They tribe didn’t care about appearing great to the Lawn Elves, but the Human Snoots decided to put together match to see who the best really was. The Human Snoots controlled all battles in the land, and they asked the tribe the come out to the land of the elves for a battle. Brave and unwavering, the small tribe in their Teensy Gondolas, agreed to come east to the land of Elves.

The tribe called these types of journeys, Pleasure Riots. They took great joy in going to far off lands to do battle. They were all warriors of distinction and mighty in their conquests. even though they were smaller, slower, and not nearly as strong, they rarely lost these types of battles.

The day arrived, led by their mighty captain Slender Bony, the tribe descended upon a battlefield outside of Athens called the Coke Caldron, the locals called it “Atlanta”. They got right to it with Slender Bony leading the assault. He was a smart and virulent warrior who had gained many accolades duing his tours of duty. His accuracy with his arrows was deadly, and his release so quick the Lawn Elves found themselves running in vain and in need of Asthma Control. Slender Bony had a galliant partner with whom he always rode into battle with. His name was Barbaric Roam. Though he was small in stature, Barbaric Roam was the strongest of all the tribe, and his power surprised the elves. Never did they believe one as small as he could overpower them. But they did not account for a few things. Slender and Barabric trained tirelessly to hone their craft, they worked relentlessly to be the best. The Lawn Elves had become accustom to the praise and admiration of those in their land who followed blindly. They began to believe that just size, speed, and power gave them the edge in battle. They had forgotten one very important ingredient. Heart. Though small and from a far away territory, the tribe were full of heart and a desire to succeed.

Their Cavalry was perhaps the strongest part of the unit that won the battles in the trenches. Led by fearless warrior, Manic Hairstyle, was the Four Horseman. They so surprised the elves with the overpowering strength and agility that they began to go down with injury after injury. The elves were fading. They were unprepared for such a tiresome fight.

Vagrant Skier, an elf who had bragged about all he would do against the tribe, could do nothing. He was ashamed he had spoke so boldly before. He was so sore from his beating he left early for a Noon Baby Drink, a warm glass of milk. That was it, the Lawn Elves had been bested in battle. The tribe left with heads held high, another victory for the small tribe was in the books.

Slender Bony, Barbaric Roam, and Manic Hairstyle, along with the other Four Horsemen and the rest of the tribe celebrated long into the evening. Upon their return home they were greeted with cheers for fighting so valiantly. Truth is, even if they had lost in battle, they would still return home heroes.

This has been story time with Mikrino. You’re Welcome.

Sincerely,

Death Wad Veg (Dave the Dawg)

This actually sounds like a cool name for my new metal band.

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Usable Bong Run or Bras Bun Lounge?