It's not the easiest life for my little fat people. People like to destroy them and then there are just the dangers of the miniature fat man being in a meat factory. You never really know what could happen or what kind of little fat creature you might run into.. Today I knew I would have to keep my watch up because I saw a fat man murder...
Okay so I didn't see the murder but I heard the fat man crying for help (oh yes, they do talk. It's a language called fattish. Very few people know it.. in fact I may be the only one) I rushed near to where I heard the fat man crying for help and this is what I saw.. Warning: If you are in any way sensitive to violent scenes you may not want to continue to the picture..
Yes a little fat man had been crushed from the waist down. I tried to save him but alas all he said before he took his last fat breath was: "the eye the eye" As you can imagine this didn't leave me much to go on. I needed to do some investigating and quick before there was another victim.
I figured that I needed to find someone that had a different perspective than myself. I decided to go talk to my fat bird.. (he's not really fat but he's fat) Oh.. you know what I mean.
I was at work so I did actually have to work.. but as I was working I started to notice some odd things.. The little fat village seemed too quiet even the fat animals in the fat forest weren't making any noise. Then at the end of my work day I started my task of waiting for the meat to be frozen and when the last piece of frozen meat came out I turned and my breath propelled itself from my lungs. Before my eyes was the perpetrator.. You might wonder how I could be sure of it but all of the sudden the last words of the little fat man made sense.
He said that he only saw the back of a very large man as he ran away from the fallen fat man. I told him to keep a look out and let me know if anything changed.
I was at work so I did actually have to work.. but as I was working I started to notice some odd things.. The little fat village seemed too quiet even the fat animals in the fat forest weren't making any noise. Then at the end of my work day I started my task of waiting for the meat to be frozen and when the last piece of frozen meat came out I turned and my breath propelled itself from my lungs. Before my eyes was the perpetrator.. You might wonder how I could be sure of it but all of the sudden the last words of the little fat man made sense.
"the eye the eye"
A Cyclops.. A struggle followed and I barely escaped with my life but remembering the little fallen fat man gave me strength in heat of struggle. You can all rest easy now. The cyclops is now imprisoned in maximum fat prison. He's never getting out of there.
And I gotta say it is kinda cool to say that I beat a cyclops.. even if it was a fat one.. ;)
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This is fatastic!
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