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AwesomeMan had stupendous strength. I mean, ripping out and juggling at least three New York sized skyscrapers was just a warm up before breakfast to him. Like all good superheroes, he had a weakness. His weakness was
tarts. lemon tarts to be specific. the way the light glanced off the surface of them, the crisp edge of the crusts, the smell was enough to make him
go gay. He strolled proudly into that bar and said, "Alright, fellows! All aboad." No one listened, except for a forty year-old biker named Chuck. That night, they
stole a helicopter from the airbase and flew into the jungles of Vietnam where they played war-games and pretended that they were the characters from the show 'Tour of Duty.' The trouble was that they all wanted to be the lieutenant. Finally they solved
the crossword puzzle, which means it was time for
hi nap. I gave him a fuzzy blanket and that was the last I heard from him.
