A Story of Three Little People

I'm bored tonight, so I shall entertain:

Once there were 3 little people named Eric, Herman, and Joe. They were little people that enjoyed throwing vegetables at the local VFW hall where certain unpopular members of the town held their weekly concil in the little town of Shale. Joe was famous for whipping the lettuce with enourmous accuracy. Herman was the tomato king. Eric however was not a master of anything, so he was still in search of a vegetable profession.

Finally conucil day came and the three boys began packing for the trip. Joe collected the foulest heads of lettuce he could find and put them into his pack. Herman found the most rotten tomatos and stored them away. Eric however, had nothing to pick. When they finally arrived at the VFW hall to their dismay, Arnie the Council leader had errected a huge plastic barrier around the VFW hall. "FOOLS" he screamed! Your lettuce and tomatos will not stop us now! In spite the two armed boys began hurling vegetables at the hall, but alas as stated they fell harmlessly to the ground. Joe and Herman looked around for help, but Eric was gone....

Again Arnie taunted, "Go home boys, your mothers would be angry if....." Suddenly, without warning Arnie's head exploded. So did the VFW hall. The whole thing exploded in a display of blood and gore that could only be described as fantistically strange. Arnie and his 7 evil counterparts were caught inside their stronghold of doom which was filling with smoke that could not vent due to an annoying plastic forcefield around the facility. In essence, good trimphed over evil that day...

After the carnage was over the boys took account. Joe said, it wasn't my lettuce..... Herman responded not my tomatos.... The third boy Eric pulled up in his Jeep mounted with a rocket launcher, still smoking from the recent discharge. Eric said, "Vegetables are for panzys, I'm a real man." So, Joe and Herman beat him to death with his own shoes.

The End