Post by Lursa the Orc on Jun 16, 2005 10:10:00 GMT -5
“Doopus old pal!” me cried as me open door.
Me hab not seen Doopus in little while and me hab big new for Doopus, important news. Me want to warn Doopus.
“Doopus! Me talk to gypsy urk edge of town.”
“Rose Lee?” Ask Doopus.
“Yup, me say, dat one…anyway, she say dat uder night dey find dead urk again. Dis time urk not on outside of gates, dis time urk on inside of gates!”
“No!,” say Doopus, “it anyone we know?”
“Yup!”, me say, “it be ol’ man Gagnsnort!”
“No!,” cry Doopus in shock, “it be werewolf again?”
“Me ask gypsy dat same ding, me say. Gypsy say no, she not dink so.”
“Gypsy not dink at all or she jus’ not dink dat ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by werewolf?”
Me look at Doopus. Pause. Den say…very slowly…very serious… “Gypsy say she dink dat’ ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by vampire!”
”No!” cry Doopus in shock.
“Yup!” me say.
“Why she dink ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by vampire?”
“Well, dat because she say she see vampire attack ol’ man Gagnsnort. So she purdy sure dat ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by vampire!”
“She not sure? ask Doopus. Why not?”
“Well…me say…apter all…id still be ol’ man Gagnsnort dat be attacked an…well…we do call ol’ man Gagnsnort… ‘Gagnsnort’ for reason…you can neber be too sure…maybe he dead already. But gypsy not dink so.”
“Why id Gypsy urk purdy sure dat vampire kill ol’ man Gagnsnort den?” Doopus ask.
“Well…she find half of ol’ man Gagnsnort’s throat in vampire stomach.” Me say.
“Ah,” say Doopus, “Den she purdy sure!”
“Yup, she purdy sure! But…me say…you can neber tell…ol’ man Gagnsnort purdy tuff ol’ bird. Maybe he not die dat way.
“Ol’ man Gagnsnort really bird?” ask Doopus.
“No Doopus,” me say, “dat jus’ expression.”
Long silence. Doopus scratch head. Den Doopus say… “Wait…how gypsy urk find half of ol’ man Gagnsnort’s throat in vampire stomach?”
“Oh ya! Me forget dat part, me say, dat because she kill vampire.”
“Gypsy urk kill vampire?” Doopus ask.
“Yup!”
“Dat good.”
“No dat bad.”
“Why dat bad Doopus ask?”
“’cause dat only make vampire mad, gypsy urk say,” me say.
Long silence. Doopus scratch head. He dink. Me dink.
Den Doopus say, “How dat’ make vampire mad if she kill vampire…and how she kill vampire if vampire already dead? Id not vampire already dead? Does dis mean she make vampire alive again and den kill?”
Long pause. Doopus dink. Me dink.
Den me say, “Maybe she mean she kill vampire a second time.”
“How she kill vampire? Doopus ask. “Dey be purdy hard to kill.”
“Well she say maybe lucky shot. But she dink it hab to do wid fact dat vampire in tree at time dat tree struck by lightning...also dat tree trunk driben thru vampire heart…she not sure…in any case…vampire dead. She sure dat vampire’s frens not be too happy.”
“No?”
“No…”
Me hab not seen Doopus in little while and me hab big new for Doopus, important news. Me want to warn Doopus.
“Doopus! Me talk to gypsy urk edge of town.”
“Rose Lee?” Ask Doopus.
“Yup, me say, dat one…anyway, she say dat uder night dey find dead urk again. Dis time urk not on outside of gates, dis time urk on inside of gates!”
“No!,” say Doopus, “it anyone we know?”
“Yup!”, me say, “it be ol’ man Gagnsnort!”
“No!,” cry Doopus in shock, “it be werewolf again?”
“Me ask gypsy dat same ding, me say. Gypsy say no, she not dink so.”
“Gypsy not dink at all or she jus’ not dink dat ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by werewolf?”
Me look at Doopus. Pause. Den say…very slowly…very serious… “Gypsy say she dink dat’ ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by vampire!”
”No!” cry Doopus in shock.
“Yup!” me say.
“Why she dink ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by vampire?”
“Well, dat because she say she see vampire attack ol’ man Gagnsnort. So she purdy sure dat ol’ man Gagnsnort killed by vampire!”
“She not sure? ask Doopus. Why not?”
“Well…me say…apter all…id still be ol’ man Gagnsnort dat be attacked an…well…we do call ol’ man Gagnsnort… ‘Gagnsnort’ for reason…you can neber be too sure…maybe he dead already. But gypsy not dink so.”
“Why id Gypsy urk purdy sure dat vampire kill ol’ man Gagnsnort den?” Doopus ask.
“Well…she find half of ol’ man Gagnsnort’s throat in vampire stomach.” Me say.
“Ah,” say Doopus, “Den she purdy sure!”
“Yup, she purdy sure! But…me say…you can neber tell…ol’ man Gagnsnort purdy tuff ol’ bird. Maybe he not die dat way.
“Ol’ man Gagnsnort really bird?” ask Doopus.
“No Doopus,” me say, “dat jus’ expression.”
Long silence. Doopus scratch head. Den Doopus say… “Wait…how gypsy urk find half of ol’ man Gagnsnort’s throat in vampire stomach?”
“Oh ya! Me forget dat part, me say, dat because she kill vampire.”
“Gypsy urk kill vampire?” Doopus ask.
“Yup!”
“Dat good.”
“No dat bad.”
“Why dat bad Doopus ask?”
“’cause dat only make vampire mad, gypsy urk say,” me say.
Long silence. Doopus scratch head. He dink. Me dink.
Den Doopus say, “How dat’ make vampire mad if she kill vampire…and how she kill vampire if vampire already dead? Id not vampire already dead? Does dis mean she make vampire alive again and den kill?”
Long pause. Doopus dink. Me dink.
Den me say, “Maybe she mean she kill vampire a second time.”
“How she kill vampire? Doopus ask. “Dey be purdy hard to kill.”
“Well she say maybe lucky shot. But she dink it hab to do wid fact dat vampire in tree at time dat tree struck by lightning...also dat tree trunk driben thru vampire heart…she not sure…in any case…vampire dead. She sure dat vampire’s frens not be too happy.”
“No?”
“No…”
