The Puppet Show

Wendy: La-la-la-la-la-la-LAAAAH! Welcome Madame and Sir to Pirate Puppet Theatre! I am your most esteemed hostess, Wendy!

Wendy: Once upon a time, there lived a noble land called England deep in the briny sea, someplace between Neverland and faraway...

Dylan: (Whispering) Is this going to be long?

Eve: Shush!

Wendy: It was valiantly protected by Commodore Knotty Tail. The Commodore was a brave soul, who was kind and strong...and loved watching the telly, especially So Graham Norton. He protected his home against the evil clutches of a certain mad Pirate named Captain Picky Claw who kept coming to his lovely Island to steal all his Cadbury Chocolates away from him!

Wendy: Captain Picky Claw was a horrible man that wore a patch and said "ARG!" a lot, and smelled like burned sausages.

Dylan: Ummm....Sausages.

Eve: Will you shut up!

Wendy: `Ere now, Commodore, ah'm `ere to take me chocolates! Give em' `ere, an' no one will be `urt...ARG!

Dylan: This is the worse puppet show I've ever seen in my life.

Eve: I will dump this entire bowl of popcorn on your lap if you don't shut up NOW.

Wendy: Why, my dear Captain Pickyclaw...why must you be so mean? I would be more than happy to share my chocolates with you if you just ask.

Wendy: ARG! Who wants yer land lubbin' chocolates if yer sharin'! Stealin' tastes better, so gives me the Cadbury or the Queen Marm gets it!

Wendy: You can't speak like that about the Queen mother! How dare you!

And so...the two fought and fought and fought and fought....

Wendy: But of course...Victory went to the brave and lovely Commodore Knotty Tail.

Wendy: The End.

Dylan: Oh thank god.

Eve: That Knotty Tail won?

Dylan: No, just that the story is over.

Eve: ::Slaps Dylan sending the popcorn and him flying all over the place::

Wendy: I knew you'd like the puppet show, but not so much that you'd fall to the ground. >Giggle<