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I kick arse for the Lord. [December 2005]
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A Dragon Is To Eat, Not Just For Christmas Rowan Davies
On a small, insignificant blue-green planet was a large continent. Within the large continent was a small country. In the middle of the country was a tall, misty mountain. On top of the mountain was a deep, dark cave. Just outside the deep, dark cave stood a brave, honourable knight. He had come to slay the dragon that lived in the cave.
He coughed to clear his throat and, in the deepest voice he could muster, said "Righto! Come on out! I know you’re in there!"
He waved his sword threateningly in the air just in case the dragon was watching him. There came no reply from within the deep, dark cave and so the knight put the blade of his sword to the ground and leant on it for a bit, thinking.
Then he spoke.
"Right, appear or face the consequences!" he said authoritatively after much thought, but to no avail. The cave remained silent and the again the knight leant on his sword, thinking more dangerous, brave thoughts. Then he stood up and puffing his chest out as much as he could, announced:
"I have Mars Bars!"
That did it and the foolish, big green dragon popped his head out eagerly. The knight looked him straight in the eyes, his face all serious.
"Right, I’m going to kill you." he said bluntly. He was certainly noble and had a certain air of wisdom about him when he said such profound things.
The dragon frowned.
"What?" it asked simply. He wasn’t a very bright dragon and so things tended to need a little more explanation in order for him to be able to understand them. This was partly because he had been dropped on his head as a baby dragon, but mostly because his brain was the size of a small mungo bean.
"Erm… I beg your pardon?" Said the knight.
"Why," said the dragon in a slow, lumbering tone. "would you want to do that then?"
"Erm…" said the knight, a bit baffled by the question; a question that had never been put to him in all his many dragon slaying days.
The dragon looked pathetically at him, its head cocked to one side. After much pondering the knight had a spark of inspiration.
"You breathe fire!" he said accusingly.
"No I don’t. I don't know what you're talking about." The dragon replied simply.
"You… You… You do! I’ve seen your fiery breath from across the land! That’s why I came here!"
"I do not!" insisted the mighty green dragon, its eyes showed how hurt it felt by the knight’s remarks. "And even if I did, what difference would it make? I don’t hurt anybody so there’s no need to kill me."
"But your fiery breath is evil! It… It… It… burns things!" cried the knight.
"I do not have fiery breath, thank you very much! If you have nothing sensible to say then please go away."
Just at that moment a huge jet of fire streamed out of the top of the cave. The knight jumped back in horror raising his left arm to point at the incredible sight.
"That’s it!" he shouted. "That’s what I saw from yonder hill!"
The dragon looked guilty as hell now. It swallowed slowly and began to speak.
"Look, I’ve been trying to keep quiet about this, but if you must know I’ve just learnt how to flame grill some damn tasty food. It’s supposed to be a secret." it said, angry about having to let on. "I’ve heard the parsnips are wonderful this time of year. Do you know where I can get some?"
"Erm.. No, I’m afraid not." said the knight, astonished at what the dragon was saying and realising he had been mistaken about its fiery breath.
So, without any moral reason to go on, the knight slayed the dragon anyway and flame-grilled its flesh in the cave’s kitchen until dawn. A few years later he open up a chain of highly successful fast food restaurants all over England under the name of ‘McKnight’s’.
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"Funny. In a stupid kind of way." -- Alison.
"..." -- Wolfa.
"v funny, and it holds a valuable lesson to us all" -- Kris.
"hmm, quite" -- Jack.
"What imagation you have" -- J.
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