Once upon a time, in a magical kingdom called Cali-forn-i-a, lived a fair maiden and her fine prince. Once prisoners in the dark, cold netherworld Masseychewsetts, the two escaped the horrors of 55 miles-per-hour speed limits, marginal sushi and hands that need Gore-Tex in the winter. In their golden 4x4 chariot they rode through the night for miles and miles until they reached the land of pure sunshine. There, they welcomed new friends, new life, new happiness and the world was wonderful. Twas a fortnight thereafter that the prince bowed to the maiden on bended knee and asked for her hand. A long courtship was ended and the pair was to marry!
On the eve of a bewitching Sat-nite in August, citizens of the kingdom scurried to prepare a festival of engagementhood for the prince and his betrothed. The queen of the festival assigned her helpers tasks of food, drink, and game playery. The hosts of the fine party made merry with music echoing through the room and a smile on every face. A grand test in homage of the great Lord Eubanks was arranged, and the guests in their ballroom splendor had gathered 'round to cheer them on. Once the games began it came clear that the maiden and prince were meant for each other; the guests then crowned the pair "Brown" and "Aardvark" and all rejoiced in the kindness of friends.
While all was well for a fair time, near midnight a wicked presence silently entered the room. The evil was strong, and it was forceful, and it made the revelers do things they were ashamed of later. After many goodbyes and heartfelt speeches, the maiden and prince were whisked away to safety by their fine footman. At their castle the prince bathed himself in carbonated beverage and, the evil still in him, slept soundly on the perch outside the maiden's chamber.
With the dawn of the new day and many visits to the small room outside the chamber, the evil left the prince and his guests, perhaps to be seen again -- or not. Till then, the maiden and prince live happily ever after in a joyous Cali-forn-i-a kingdom of song, dance, beneficent jesters and royalty true.
The End
On the eve of a bewitching Sat-nite in August, citizens of the kingdom scurried to prepare a festival of engagementhood for the prince and his betrothed. The queen of the festival assigned her helpers tasks of food, drink, and game playery. The hosts of the fine party made merry with music echoing through the room and a smile on every face. A grand test in homage of the great Lord Eubanks was arranged, and the guests in their ballroom splendor had gathered 'round to cheer them on. Once the games began it came clear that the maiden and prince were meant for each other; the guests then crowned the pair "Brown" and "Aardvark" and all rejoiced in the kindness of friends.
While all was well for a fair time, near midnight a wicked presence silently entered the room. The evil was strong, and it was forceful, and it made the revelers do things they were ashamed of later. After many goodbyes and heartfelt speeches, the maiden and prince were whisked away to safety by their fine footman. At their castle the prince bathed himself in carbonated beverage and, the evil still in him, slept soundly on the perch outside the maiden's chamber.
With the dawn of the new day and many visits to the small room outside the chamber, the evil left the prince and his guests, perhaps to be seen again -- or not. Till then, the maiden and prince live happily ever after in a joyous Cali-forn-i-a kingdom of song, dance, beneficent jesters and royalty true.
The End
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