Adventures of a young entrepreneur #2
Chapter 2: The name wasn't always "ducky"...
Paul did not have a last name. He was known to the creatures of the forest simply as "Paul, the king of the forest", or "Fatty Paulie", or "Paul, the one whose diapers defy the sense of smell".
Until one day while he was slowly strolling though forest on the back of his devoted tiger "Whiskas"....
... he witnessed a TERRIBLE scene, that would change his life (or his name, anyway). A fearceful piranha fish had attacked a little ducky, that was minding it's own business in the river.
Paulie could not just stand there. He jumped into the water, fought away the ugly fish within inches of his life, and rescued the duck.
Since that day, he became know with his present name: Paul Ducky!
Paul did not have a last name. He was known to the creatures of the forest simply as "Paul, the king of the forest", or "Fatty Paulie", or "Paul, the one whose diapers defy the sense of smell".
Until one day while he was slowly strolling though forest on the back of his devoted tiger "Whiskas"....
... he witnessed a TERRIBLE scene, that would change his life (or his name, anyway). A fearceful piranha fish had attacked a little ducky, that was minding it's own business in the river.
Paulie could not just stand there. He jumped into the water, fought away the ugly fish within inches of his life, and rescued the duck.
Since that day, he became know with his present name: Paul Ducky!
3 Comments:
On the road to Damascus, he either had a vision or went blind. He got involved with some Greeks, wrote some letters (oops, epistles), converted the masses. Everything was just ducky (well, except for the tiger, who wasn't in the best of moods).
Using an infant to amuse your readers is simply inhummane!
Keep it up!
I don't know, does anybody care about this? I think it's fun and I like to play around with the pictures, but if it's plain boring I'll drop it...
Let me know...
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