The bull came closer and closer, its eyes fixed of the writhing, partially-clad form of Ms. Madison (which gave it one thing in common with everyone else). Before it reached her, however, a tall figure, dressed all in green, leapt into the ring. Sweeping off his cloak, the Green Man called 'hey-toro!' to the Bull (which was Mexican).
Raoul, rising from his throne, yelled, 'kill them!' to his goons. The goons, expecting an easy kill, laughed and settled back to watch the bull-fight (also being Mexican), readying their guns in case the figure in Green should win.
The bull charged the Green Man, who nimply leapt aside, causing the Bull to smash into the supports of the balcony that the goons were standing on. While the bull gored the hapless goons, the Green Man untied Ms. Madison, and with one bound, they were free...
Cursing, the Discomfiter ordered the liquidation of any suriving goons and the Bull. That night, at Raoul's mansion, beef was on the menu. The Green Man, however, preferred a cold dinner.
Vengeance.
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You mean he ate the GOONS?
oh. Vengeance is gross.
In honor the goons who have recently passed away I would like to recite a poem I once wrote for the mother of (anonymous).
"WHAT is colder than Iceland? -Death!
What is older than Iceland? -DEATH!
What came to the people of Iceland? -Death.
They took a final, frozen breath,
&-"
Here the female interrupted me. She thought it was too good to go on.
By the way the buffalo baptizers would be enraged. They would probably charge.
Yes, they ate the goons. Cannibals as well as everything else. These were some evil people.
The Buffalo Baptisers charge to attend their services?
They're a bartering community though so they don't accept traveler's checks. It's very inconvenient. Last time I went I had to steal 3 rams out of the offering plate to pay my entrance fee. Deflation. 3 rams used to get you six months of ministerial visitation.
In jail that is, if you were caught taking them out of the collection plate.
Voltaire reincarnate. Many have tried to slay the Green Man. All have died.
I remember taking something out of Africa many years ago. About a million in gold and lots of sparkly diamonds. The wife rather liked them.
So did the eldest daughter. She needed a new diamond tip to her glass-cutter.
I know your seven deadly sins.
Ah, but do you know the seven deadly weapons of the Green Man?
I know the ten commandments and the 107 answers to the shorter catechism.
I know 100 ways to kill a man. Is that okay?
We shall see, Voltaire reincarnate. We shall see...
Join me, Voltaire Reincarnate, join me and we can devastate the world together!
Monty Bristow will have his revenge!
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