Thursday

Redemption of Georgina:

(For the last episode just read the blog Mrs. Peters You're the One from May because I don't feel like wasting space/my time with a recap.)

Fortunately as Georgina and Sebastion fell into the pit of acid, Bongo arrived. Unfortunately Bongo is a water tank and can therefore do nothing, which is sad. I won't bore you with the details because we all know that the young lovers survive the fall and Dr. Cannabulb is foiled. Now with that said I will return to the story at hand.

"Oh Seabastion, I love you."
"Marry me, Georgina."

Her answer is insignificant at this point. What is not insignificant is the 85 days of recovery Mr. Patterson went through after the surgery. It was a horrid ordeal for Mrs. Peters who stood by cringing everytime her beloved spoke in his gurbled voice. It was as if his larynx had been torn out stomped into the mud by a herd of african pygmy elephants and reinserted upside down. Oddly enough the sounds he emitted were a dialect of goldfish and he could easily commune with Percival (a gift from his Grandmother Betsy). This of course led people to believe he was crazy and they had him shot . . . with morphine.

Which is all fine and good now right? Wrong. Because the evil, deformed twin sister of Mrs. Peters, Florence, has been plotting ways to destroy her sister's relationship with her beloved by reuniting her with her first husband, whose name I can't remember. Once this were done Flo (as only family called her) would be free to forcibly take the hand of Mr. Patterson.

What wicked plot awaits?

Luv,
Clay

2 comments:

Michelle :) said...

good brain exercise- trying to figure out what the BLEEP you are talking about. Haha.. I just wanted to bleep.

jake said...

man, smiley has a potty mouth!!

i think this is actually kinda good stuff. i like it a whole lot better then the assassin thing but maybe because the assassin stuff is pure fiction where as this is based on a true story?

you might be on to something here. . .

oh, any further in perelandra? i read that a year or so ago and the story is still with me. i need to read it again.

blessings to you, friend.