Bedtime Story of a Geek

"Hey Becca; tell me a story."

And so it was said as I tuck my littlest sister into her bed.

I smiled, kissed her fore-head, and began:

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Once upon a time, there was a mythical kitty fairy named Hershey.

One day, Hershey decided to go to the park.

And then she threw a party.

And then everything exploded.

Then it exploded, and everyone died.

But it kept on exploding. Then it stopped.

And it exploded again.

And then the ninja came. And he was all 'waaaaa' - 'hooooo' - 'taaaaallllllll' *insert odd hand motions here*

That’s when the gnome came.

And he and the ninja got into this huuuuuuggggge fight with these stolen light sabers. And they were all 'swissssss' - 'quuuuuuuu' - 'errrrrrrrrrn' *insert some more hand motions*

Then Obi- One- Kanobi decided to become a sumo wrestler.

And he was all fat and waddled when he walked.

Then there was a huge battle!!!!!

And then Kirby ate everyone.

Then he exploded.

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"And then my sweet," I said, my voice now soft, "They went out for scones and sherry with the Grim Reaper."

But she heard none of this, as she was fast asleep.