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Fungus From Outer Space Part Two (Snot What It Seems)

28 Saturday May 2016

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In Part One  a Spaceship bombarded Australia with

Green Fungus.

And it quickly spread Worldwide.

Over 5 Billion Humans were Killed Outright.

Then by chance Employees at a Coca Cola Bottling Factory

in Maine USA.

While under attack by the Killer Fungus.

With nothing else at hand.

Sprayed the Fungus with Coca Cola.

And the Fungus sizzled and evaporated.

So the humble Can of Coke saved the World?

The Earth is now Fungus Free.

Well not quite.

Deep in a Cave in Northern Mexico

One tiny Fungal Spore lays in wait.

It can wait for a Million Years if it has to.

Part Two Five Years Later

The World is slowly returning back to normal.

The Green Fungus from Outer Space is just a bad Memory

Human Beings are once Breeding at an alarming rate.

People just go about their business without a care in the

World.

In Northern Mexico a group of American Tourists  are Cave Diving

Even though they are all wearing Miners Lamps.

The light barely penetrates the thick Blackness.

So they don’t notice a tiny Green Fungal Spore springboard

into Tommy Bolin’s Left Nostril.

In the Five Years that it has been waiting

The Green Fungal Spore has Mutated.

It has built up a resistance to Coca Cola.

The fizzy Cola Drink can no longer affect it.

Since it has been Living in the Cave.

It has survived on Bat Nasal Mucus.

And it is now nestled in Tommy’s Nostril.

It begins to Feed on the plentiful supply of Human Snot.

As it Eats it divides and multiplies

What was One is now Sixteen.

And just like little Green Fleas

The Fungus jumps into the Nostrils of the other Three Cave

Divers.

So Glenn Hughes Jon Lord and David Cooper are all now affected

by that Snot Eating Fungus.

As the Green Fungus Multiplies it sends out a strong signal.

That is picked up Alien Beings on Planet X.

Once all of the remaining Humans are totally Eradicated.

An empty Planet will be sitting there waiting for new Tenants

to move in.

When the Cave Divers reach the Surface they cant stop Sneezing

And with every Sneeze thousands of Fungal Spores are released

into the Atmosphere.

At their Motel Rooms they Sneeze.

On the Plane Home they Sneeze.

At the Airport when they land they Sneeze

When they arrive Home in Kansas they Sneeze

All up they have Sneezed a total of 8048 Times.

Releasing over 5 Million Fungal Spores.

And that is only with Four People Sneezing.

What will happen when 40,000 People start to Sneeze?

From Kansas the Fungus quickly spreads West to Seattle

East to New York North into Canada and South to Texas.

Then as Tourists continue to Travel.

The Fungal Spores Travel with Them.

With every Sneeze Human Beings are One step closer

to Extinction.

And because the Fungus lives and Eats in the Nasal Passages

People think that they just have a Cold or Flu.

So with every Sneeze even more Spores are released.

People in Europe Asia and the America’s are Sneezing and Coughing

at an alarming rate.

In just over a Week 99% of the Human Population are Terminally

Infected by the Fungus.

The World Health Organisation realising that the Deadly Green Fungus

is back.

So they immediately suspend all travel by Air Land or Sea.

People the World over are Ordered to stay inside their Homes until

further Notice.

But it is already way too late.

The Fungus is still spreading and the only Humans not Infected

live on a few remote Islands and Antartica

But the Fungus is unrelenting so it is only a matter of time.

Now the Fungus is Transforming.

It has travels down from the Nasal Membranes and down

into the Stomach and Intestines.

Where it grows bigger and bigger.

And stronger and stronger.

Nothing on this Planet will be able to offer any resistance.

The Fungal Spores attach themselves to the Intestinal Wall

Where the Transformation is now complete.

The Fungal Spore is now an Embryo.

So now 995% of the Human Population.

Both Male and Female.

Has an Alien Foetus growing in their Intestines.

The Foetus sucks all of the Nutrients from its Human Host.

And they grow larger and larger.

Then after a Month of Stomachs Cramps Diarrhes and Constipation

99% of the Human Population make their way to the Toilet.

But it isn’t a Bowel Movement they are having.

They are all giving Birth.

As they sit down to do their business.

Most of them are so Sick they no longer care if they Live or Die.

Then their Arseholes expand to the size of a Dinner Plate.

And at exactly the same time the World over.

99% of the Human Population give Birth to 5 Billion Alien Babies.

Then those Green Alien Babies have a wash in the Toilet Water

Then They climb out of the Bowl and re enter the Arsehole

And start to Feed.

If their Human Hosts aren’t Dead yet

Then they soon will be.

As they Eat they are growing even bigger and stronger

Then when they have finished they leave behind a Human Husk

Now 5 Billion Human Husks are blowing in the Wind.

The Aliens now rule the Planet.

Long Live the Alien.

5 Billion Aliens now inhabit Earth.

And yes they do look a lot like ET.

Only none of them know how to  use a Phone.

Will there be any Human resistance at all?

Highly unlikely.

Because the last Human still Alive.

Olaf Sanderson from Greenland has Died.

On the 1st September 2016 the last Human Being is Dead

The Human Being Species is now Extinct

On Planet X the Supreme Leader is very Happy.

Planet Earth has been Conquered.

Now they will have to come up with a new Name

Earth is a bit to well  Earthy.

So after a lot of Debating and arguing

And original thinking

The Name of the planet is earth #2.

THE END

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28 Scarecrows (Part Two)

20 Friday May 2016

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In Part One The Story started in a Sleepy little Town in

Country Victoria Australia.

That Town is Named Talbot.

At the Local Public School the Teacher Mrs Foster gave the

Kids a Special Project.

Build a Scarecrow to protect Their Parents Farms Vineyards

and Houses.

So the 28 Kids in the Class.

Built 28 Scarecrows.

Then took them Home.

A few Weeks later Talbot was hit by the Storm of the Century

And in a One in a Million chance.

Al of the 28 Scarecrows was hit by Lightning at precisely the same

time.

All of the 28 Scarecrows were Charged and Kick Started to Life.

The Water Level kept on rising till it touched the 28 Scarecrows Toes.

The 28 Scarecrows broke Their Bindings.

Dropped into the Water and went on a Rampage.

They targeted the 28 Houses where They had been Perched.

The 28 Scarecrows broke into the 28 Houses and Devoured the 28 Kids

Their Parents and Siblings

No trace of these People was ever Found.

Only those 28 Houses were targeted

The rest of the Town was spared.

But not for long.

The 28 Scarecrows have Eaten Their Entrée.

Now They are ready for the Main Course.

The 28 Scarecrows look to the Sky

And Howl at the Moon.

Then They go Hunting

Part Two.

Talbot is lit up like a Christmas Tree

Every Person in Town is Awake.

The Howling and the Screaming would wake the Dead.

Nobody knows what is happening.

But there is something in the Air.

An eerie silence fills the Night.

The Rain has finally stopped falling.

And the Water level has subsided.

But Nobody goes Outside to check for any Water damage.

They all seem to know that Something is out there.

Even though Scarecrows are usually solitary Creatures

Now all of the 28 Scarecrows have gathered up in the Hills

above Talbot.

Waiting for the Heat to Die down.

And for their Stomachs to settle.

A few of the Locals have finally gone Outside with Torches

Checking for Water Damage and shifted Foundations

But They soon go back Inside.

Then One by One all of the Lights in Talbot are Extinguished

And the Town falls into Darkness.

Perfect conditions for a Slaughter.

Up in the Hills the 28 Scarecrows are getting restless

They have the taste for Blood.

And They want a whole lot more.

Then the Number One Scarecrow stands up

His Name is Mawkin.

He is built like a Brick Outhouse

And Smells like one too.

His Teeth all 28 of them.

Are Razor sharp and Three Inches long.

While His Fingernails have grown into Claws.

Perfect for ripping and shredding.

The other 27 Scarecrows look at Mawkin like He is a Norse God

They hang onto His every Word.

All except for Mommet who is jealous of Mawkins status

And is itching for a Showdown.

Mawkin is aware of Mommets Jealousy

So He will need to be on His guard.

He will do what the old adage says’Keep Your Friends close

and Your Enemies closer’

But right now He is Hungary.

He craves some Human Flesh.

So He tells Mommet and a loyal Scarecrow Named Hylan

To get ready to depart.

It is hunting time.

The other 25 Scarecrows are told to where They are

And that fresh Meat will be brought to Them henceforth.

They all nod Their Heads.

But They are starving.

But They wouldn’t dare cross Mawkin.

He is a known Cannibal.

And He wouldn’t hesitate to eat one of His own Kind.

Plus Scarecrows need to Eat every Three Hours or so

If They don’t They will start to demotabilize

They will no longer be Alive.

They will return to being an ordinary Scarecrow.

Mawkin Mommet and Hylan.

Have made Their way into Town.

And approach a House with a White Picket Fence.

They storm inside and surprise Their Victims in Bed.

The Father of the House os taken into the Living Room

Where with one slice from Mawkins Fingernail Claws

He is Disembowelled

He tries to hold His Guts in place

But they are heavy and slippery.

His Eyes glaze over and He Dies.

Mawkin grabs one of the Intestinal Tubes.

Rips it open and holds it up to His Mouth.

And He squeezes the contents out

Just like a Tube of Toothpaste.

Tastes just like Chicken.

Mommet has opened up the Wives Skull

And is scooping out the Brain.

But He needs to Eat something more substantial

Not just the choice bits.

So He Bites into Her Chest and rips Her apart.

In another Bedroom Hylan has quickly dispatched the

Three Children.

And He starts to Feed.

The Three of Them just Eat and Eat Eat.

Up in the Hills the other 25 Scarecrows are getting restless

They have caught and Eaten a few Feral Cats and Foxes.

And the odd Bird or Two.

But it isn’t enough to keep 25 Scarecrows sustained.

But then they hear Mawkin Mommet and Hylan approach

They all gather around then Mawkin Mommet and Hylan

drop their Pants and open their Mouths.

Then They Shit a liquid Brown and regurgitate the Human Flesh

The 25 Scarecrows dive onto the Morsels and swallow without chewing.

Mawkin is watching and waiting until all 25 Mouths are to the Ground

Eating.

Then He signals to Mommet and Hylan.

And the Three of Them Decapitate each Scarecrow with a single Bite

to the Neck

The 25 Scarecrows lie there Dead.

Then They quickly turn into 25 lumps of Wood.

Mawkin is satisfied.

Those 25 Scarecrows can no longer be a Threat to His Rule.

He is Mawkin King of all the Scarecrows.

Now all He has to worry about is Mommet.

Hylan is no threat.

And to Kill Mommet Mawkin has to pierce His Chest.

And Eat His Heart while it is still Beating.

While Mawkin has been thinking about Mommet

Hylan has caught a Scent on the Wind

And He goes back into Town.

He enters a House on Second Street

And sneaks into a Back Bedroom.

Where a Seventeen Year Old Virgin is asleep in Her Bed.

She has no idea of the Mayhem that has occurred in Talbot.

Hylan can Smell the Girls Sex.

And He feels a swelling in His Groin.

The Girl is awoken when Hylan enters Her.

She is caught completely unawares.

Hylan empties His Scarecrow Seed deep inside Her.

Then He disappears into the Night.

Mawkin is in luck.

Mommet has raided the Fridge and has drank a six pack

of Beer.

He can offer little resistance as Mommet Claws open His Chest.

Pulls apart the Ribcage.

Then He grabs the still beating Heart.

And Swallows it down in Two Bites.

Mommet is now nothing more than a pile of Sawdust.

Mawkin is still Chewing the last Morsel.

When He senses movement behind Him.

Then He feels a piercing pain in His Back.

Part three coming soon.

THE END

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Im Not Your Plover Now ( A Plove Story )

15 Sunday May 2016

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For My Foreign Readers.

A  Plover is a Ground Nesting Australian  Native Bird.

Bert and Maggie Plover have shared the same Nest.

For going on Eight Years now.

And every Year another Chick is Born.

Bert and Maggie do their best to Fledge Chick

In the best way that they could.

Those Chicks were the best raised Chicks

In the whole Plover Neighbourhood.

Bert and Maggie first met on the edge of the local Lake.

Where all the Plover Socialised.

At first they didn’t notice each other.

But when their Eyes met.

Their Hearts started to beat as One.

Their Feathers touched and interlocked.

It was Plove at first sight.

They looked at each other all starry Eyed.

And Romanced deep into the Night.

Plovers Nest on the Ground.

So they are always on the look out.

An Attack can come from anywhere.

Cats and Foxes are a constant menace.

Plover Eggs are a good source of Protein

If an Attacker gets to close.

Bert and Maggie will fake an Injury

To lure them away from the next of Kin.

Bert and Maggie try their best.

But sometimes You lose and sometimes You win.

A Broken Shell on the Ground can mean the lose of

a whole Generation.

So the luring away skills have to be top notch.

And Eight Years is Old in Dog Years.

And also in Plover Years.

Bert is getting Old and slow.

He really could use a Walker.

While Maggie is Younger and growing Impatient.

She is a bit of an acid Tongue Squawker.

Maggie suggests that they start to nest someplace safer.

Maybe up in a Tree?

But Bert is an Old Traditionalist.

He wants to keep Nesting on the Ground.

Where Plovers have Nested for Millions of Years.

But Maggie is persistent and insistent

They should Nest up Above.

Bert mutters under His Breath ‘We are Plovers not Doves’

But of course being Female Maggie gets Her way.

And they Nest way up in a Tree

But with no experience at Tree Nest building

The Eggs fall to the Ground Broken and Unfertilised.

Will Maggie keep up with the stupid suggestions

Or will She be wise?

They are supposed to be in this Union together

But Maggie has Bert by the Balls

And She isn’t letting go.

The Second Bert has a thought of His own

Maggie reaches into His Brain and rips it out

She is the Boss in the Relationship.

Of this there is no doubt.

Well Bert is Nobodies Patsy.

And even though Plovers are supposed to Mate for Life.

He finds Himself staying away from the Nest.

Which by the way is back on the Ground.

Where it should be.

Bert starts to go on long Solo Flights

Enjoying the Peace and quiet.

He is looking for something

But He is not sure what

But He will know when He finds it.

Course Life with Maggie at the moment

Is just a Bottomless Pit.

On One of His solo Flights

A Female Plovers Call catches His Ear

And even though He knows He should keep Flying

Bert starts looking for a Place to Land

He is tired of Flying Solo.

So He skids to a stop in the Sand.

The young Female Plover is Prancing around shaking Her

Tail Feathers

She has finally got Berts Attention

But when Bert gets closer

The Young Plover does a double Take

What She thought was a Young Dude.

Is nothing but an old feather duster

She just turns Her Back and says’ On Your Bike Buster’

Well Bert’s Ego has taken a hit

He knows that He isn’t a Young Plover anymore

But He isn’t an Old Boiler either

All He wants is a little Plove and understanding

Some Tenderness and a Shoulder to Cry on

Bert Flies away Singing a Sad lonely Song

Bert just Flies around and around.

He doesn’t know where to go.

But then He starts to think about Maggie

Remembering when They were Courting

Where Their Feathers would rub together

And their Beaks would touch

Bert starts to Cry.

It is all becoming too much

While Bert was reminiscing

Without knowing it

He is Flying closer and closer to Home

He Lands not knowing where He is

Amongst the Reeds He Sits and ponders

Where can He go Who can He turn to?

Bert doesn’t know if He Dreaming or not

But He can Hear Maggie’s Voice

Bert just stands there listening to the Words

From His Dearest Maggie.

The Prettiest of all the Birds.

‘Bert please come back I miss You with all of My Heart’

‘I cant bear it when We are not together’

‘I know I can be a bit overbearing and Bossy’

‘But I promise to be more understanding’

‘Instead of talking I will start to Listen’

‘Please come Home My One True Plove My One true Love’

‘You are My One and only Plover My One and only Lover’

Bert looks up and He can See Maggie sitting on the Nest

Only Twenty Feet away.

Bert wipes His Eyes and Walks towards Her.

And this time He is here to Stay.

The End.

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Redneck Alabama Man Part Two “Meth & Moonshine’

13 Friday May 2016

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Part One saw Cletus Flagg a Southern Drug Dealer

Kill Anyone who stumbled across His Operation

deep  in the everglades.

He used a Gun or a Knife.

He even used the local Alligators to achieve a Kill.

 

But sometime Enemies lie within.

When Cletus’s Son  was Killed tasting His Fathers Product

His Wife Molly Mae gets Her Revenge.

When She and Cletus went for a Walk

She gives Cletus a little nudge.

Who falls into the Alligator full Swamp.

And He is ripped to shreds.

 

So the Wife is now a Widow.

Courtesy of a Gator

And a gentle little nudge.

 

Part Two

‘Meth and Moonshine’

It is now Three Months since Molly Mae Killed Her

Drug Dealing Husband.

With some help  from the Local Gators.

She still Cries Herself to Sleep thinking about Her

Dead Son Billy Bob

Who Died at the Hands of the Crystal Meth.

The Drug led Him down the wrong Path.

And He went to His Death.

 

Since Billy Bobs Death Molly Mae has ben Sleeping

in His Bed.

She can still Smell His Smell even after all of this Time

And like She has done these last Three Months.

Molly Mae look over to Billy Bobs Bedroom Dresser

Sitting on top is His Meth Smoking Device.

 

She picks it up.

Maybe just a little taste.

Then Sail off into unchartered Waters

Just a little taste.

For all of the Dead Sons and Daughters.

 

But Molly Mae has other Plans

And She puts the Pipe back down

Then She leaves Billy Bobs Room

And She never goes Back.

She is a Woman with a Mission

With a Heart full of Black.

 

First She goes to the Cooler

And grabs a Jar of Moonshine.

Then sitting on the Front Porch She takes a big Gulp

Molly Mae knows that She is a Redneck

She was Born and raised on the Swamp

Eating Possums Snakes and Grits

And She can even Play the Banjo.

 

But Molly Mae doesn’t want to be Typecast

She wants to leave an Impression on this Earth

To do that She will have to from the Swamps

The Place of Her Birth.

 

As She sits on the Porch she takes in Her surroundings

The Mansion She Lives in

All of Her Clothes  and Her Hundred Pair of Shoes

Plus the Three BMW ‘s in the Garage

They were all bought with dirty Money.

 

So at that very moment Molly Mae changes Her Mind

She will leave an impression on this Earth

But She will do it right here in the Place of Her Birth.

 

In the following Months Molly Mae makes some big

changes in Her Life.

She Sold the Mansion for a Seven figure sum

The Three Beamers are also gone

Most of Her Clothes and Shoes have been donated to Charity

 

Molly Mae now lives in a Small Two Bedroom Shack.

She used to live a Life of Dirty luxury

Now She knows it is Time to give something back.

 

Molly Mae is a Redneck a proud Southern Gal

There is nothing wrong with Drinking a Jar of Moonshine

every now and then.

But the menace of the Crystal Meth is getting way out of

Control.

It is decimating the Southern Population.

So Molly Mae has set up a Drug Rehabilitation Foundation.

 

Molly Mae is now doing some good.

Free of charge Meth Addicts now have a safe Haven

Somewhere to go to become Drug Free.

All it takes is a whole lot of Love.

And a lot of Willpower.

So get  Your Body and Soul Drug Free

Before Your Life turns completely Sour.

 

Molly Mae oversees the Day to Day running of the

Foundation.

All She wants is for Alabama to become a Crystal Meth

Free State.

 

And to do that She becomes a Vigilante

Like Bat Girl or Spider Woman She goes from Meth House to

Meth House.

And She burns them to the Ground.

Like a Phantom in the Night.

Molly Mae is Fighting the good fight.

 

But Molly Mae isn’t Stupid.

She knows that it wont be easy.

Crystal has already taken a heavy Toll.

All She can do is help Cure One Addict at a Time.

So They can live a Drug free existence.

All it takes is a Box of Matches

And a lot of Persistence

 

Five Years later

And Molly Mae’s Foundation is now located in Ten

Southern States.

 

Crystal Meth is still a huge problem in the United States.

And a problem the World wide.

 

So before You pick up a Meth Pipe.

Have a little think.

Before You throw Your Life away

Along with the Kitchen Sink.

 

The End.

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