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[BrownThug]

A Girl, Bazoombas, And Rabbits

by Rue DeDay

Once upon a time there was a girl. Her name was Debbalina. She was a beautiful girl. Blonde ringlets cascading down her back, a short blue dress with a tight bodice, white stockings on her long legs and black patent leather shoes. While black patent leather shoes will reflect up, there's no chance of Debbalina's shoes reflecting her panties for all to see. If you know what I mean. If you don't, ask around, someone will explain it to you. Debbalina also had big, round bazoombas. You wouldn't believe a girl could have such big bazoombas. Everywhere she went people would stare and say "Now there is a girl with big bazoombas."

Her uncle got her the bazoombas one time when he was travelling in West Africa. He met a Village Witch, and told her he needed a magic amulet to keep his niece safe. A lucky charm of some kind.

"Oh, you want a bazoomba" the Witch said. "Very lucky to have a bazoomba."

"If one bazoomba is lucky, give me two. Those big, round ones." said Debbalina's uncle. "This girl needs all the luck she can get."

Debbalina needed luck because she wasn't so bright. Say the average person is as bright as a candle. That's pretty good. If the power goes out you can get around with a candle. It's pretty bright. Not unbelievably bright, but then most people you meet are not going to be unbelievably bright. Debbalina was about as bright as a candle. Under a bushel basket. At the bottom of a well. Covered with rocks. That a badger peed on.

"Now just hold on!" you cry. "Just because a girl is blonde and beautiful doesn't mean she's stupid. That's just a stereotype."

Yeah? So? Stereotypes live on because there's always someone around who you can point to and say "Yup, that stereotype is true." Debbalina was keeping the dumb blonde stereotype alive. Sad, but true.

Debbalina had a hobby. "That's good," you say. "A hobby will keep her out of trouble." Not really. Debbalina chased rabbits. Not like most kids. "Ha ha! There's a rabbit. I shall chase it. Oops it got away. What shall I do now?" She'd chase them to catch them. Debbalina was not quite right.

One day she was chasing a rabbit and followed it right down its hole. She went tumbling down the rabbit hole. Down, down, down she went. When she reached the bottom with a thump she saw a teeny tiny door. There was no way she'd fit through the door. Heck, her head alone was too big to fit through the door. What could she do? That's when she spied a plant stand with a bottle on it. "Man, there sure is good lighting at the bottom of that rabbit hole." you say. "Shut up." I say.

Debbalina picked up the bottle. It had a note tied to it. The note said "Drink Me." It looked like a bottle of Mt. Dew, so you'd figure no one would be foolish enough to drink it. Well, this is Debbalina remember. "If I drink it, I'll get small enough to fit through the teeny tiny door." How this even approaches logic, I don't know. Anyway, Debbalina drank the bottle down in one gulp.

Oooooo... the colors. Debbalina started to hallucinate like crazy. She thought she was drinking tea out of a croquet ball, served to her by a dormouse. Then the pain hit. Deep wracking pain. Debbalina's last moments were of clawing agony. She died.

Since she was at the bottom of a rabbit hole, she wasn't found for a few weeks. When they did find her body, her mother went crazy with grief. She was institutionalized for the rest of her life.

So don't do drugs and make your mother crazy.

[TrYpTaMiNe]

man, thats so long dude, can you like. record you talking about it, or ill read it later, hahahaha

[BrownThug]

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