This story is too ninja for a title.

Eucalyptus trees stand no chance against these mighty warriors.

Trained from birth in deserted caves on the Red Rock of Australia, brutal and ruthless natures were breed into these kung fu masters.

So deadly were they that nothing could stand against them, not even the kangaroo boxers from the outback plains could defeat them. The adolescent freak ninja reptiles fell before their wrath like a petal falling from a cactus flower in late spiky bloom.

So dangerous and volatile were they that no-one other than them knew what species of marsupial they were. But of course as Narrator I am all knowing and wise so I know the little buggars were Ninja Koalas.

Disguising their deep meditation and strenuous daily training for sleeping they fooled the fools that they were harmless docile creatures only capable of moving at snail pace. How wrong the fools were.

They were so fast that you didn’t even realise that something had occurred.

Like then.. And then. You see? You saw nothing.

And this story never happened.


~ by zombieteapot on May 25, 2010.

One Response to “This story is too ninja for a title.”

  1. If I had a quarter for every time I came here! Incredible read.

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