A tribute to Buzz Killington.

So, there once was a bridge over river in Cat-man-do.

This bridge was a very sad bridge, because nobody knew that Cat-man-do existed except one stickman.

The bridge was tired of only one stickman to stick his suspension wires into.

So, it began to shake rattle and roll all about so it could stand up tall.

After a few earthquakes, over 200 casualties and a flying cow named Frog, it stood up and started to head towards…

SAN FRANDICKO!

The bridge had a hard trip because Cat-man-do was in an alternate dimension, and he couldn’t fit in a rip in the time space continuum.

Eventually the bridge found a rip known as gate 9 and 3 ½.

As he walked through it he found him self in a plane station.

The plane station was full of plains.

So that could only mean he was in…

SASKACHERWAN!

He noticed that all the plains were flat, and it didn't look much like a station, but he decided to not ponder it much.

Not knowing what direction to travel in because the place is so fucking flat you never know where you’re going, she whipped out a compass from her ass.

He gave it a flick to see if it still worked after he stole if from the flying cow, and it did.

She waits for the needle to point NWNWN, and then heads SESES.

As the bridge approaches the border into the states, customs stops it.

Customs exclaims they have to check her for illegal material.

When they began their search they find…

TRIPENTALCONDOMS!

The condoms are only from the dimension he is from, so of course he is arrested and sent down to…

AUNTARRTIKA!

Aunt Arrtika is a very nice lady.

She bakes cookies out of hermaphrodite sperm all the time.

These cookies tasted like Tiki masks.

The bridge was happy that it had Tiki mask tasting hermaphrodite sperm cookies.

But sadly, the cookies did not satisfy his needs for scerwable stick men from SAN FRANDICKO.

So he gave Aunt Arrtika a big kick to the shins and he was on his way.

As the bridge walked down that lonely road, the boulevard of broken dreams.

The bridge realized that the boulevard of broken dreams was in SAN FRANDICKO.

He had made it.

But where were all the stickmen to screw with.

IT WAS ALL A LIE!

Moments later, Aunt Arrtika, Frog and Customs woke up the bridge and told him when he woke up this morning, a stickman had gave him a good knock on the head to make the rape more pleasurable.

The walked in moments later exclaiming the bridge better watch her back cause next time its going to be a head butt in the ovaries.

Recipe for Tiki mask tasting hermaphrodite sperm cookies.

Grab a TRIPENTAGONAL condom

Pour 8oz of hermaphrodite sperm in.

9 and 3 1/2 cups of souls for flying cows with names from other animals

8 ‘8 dicked bastards’ from SAN FRANDICKO

And shake rattle and roll from Cat-man-do to customs.

That is all.

Ps: If you don't know who Buzz Killington is…YOU FAIL!