Wednesday, Sept. 29, 2010 - 1:48 p.m.
The Man Who Loved Crocodiles ***************************** A shot rang out from the Crips Gang pleasure craft and an ounce of unforgiving lead burrowed deep into his/her cold but innocent heart.. " Bwanna.. they,, got me...:" gasped the sweet natured crocodile as he/she slipped beneath the waves... tears of betrayal flowed like beer at a bush party- and holding out his/her smelly paw in a quiet desperation towards the only fisherman who had ever really loved him/her Poncho the Crocodile's life flashed before his/her eyes =Heaven calls another crocodile to paradise , but wait.. a small canoe emmerges from the mists.. paddled by the only crocodile living fisherman in the entire world.. ," Never you fear my smelly brother.. I shall save your noble life and risk the wrath of the wallet traders.." the brave fisherman shouted, " Take my hand,, you must trust me.. Take my hand.. God does not need more smelliness in Heaven.. you have so much important work left to do here in this world of hate and ignorance.. ...TAKE... MY... HAND... !! and the rest is waterworld history...
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