The
Cricket Player.
It is
about this bloke who wanted to play cricket but because he was bed ridden with
rickets could only dream of cricket whilst crickets climbed the walls of his
ghetto room in Stinkastan.
That gave
him an idea.
Cricket
wars was big betting business in Stinkastan. If he could catch a big one, feed
it up and train it kung-fu, he could make a fortune.
Crawling
out of bed on his arms as his legs were riddled with rickets (remember?), he
saw one that looked like a real champion.
Softly he
muttered under his breath – ‘I will call you Rocky’.
Picking
up a rolled newspaper, he gave ‘Rocky’ a quick slap to knock his future champ
into a small coma so he could pop him into the only sock he owned with no holes
in it.
Sadly –
the blow was a tad over the top, and ‘Rocky’, became just another smear on the
wall.
The End.
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