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Krishna in Earth |
February 23rd, 2007
It is said that when the gods grew distressed of the broccoli underworld, they made the land of Nezia. The land was named after the Great Sugar God and King, Nezia. King Nezia was in danger, for the underworld, which was full of broccoli lovers, wanted to destroy all sugar in the world and King Nezia. Crackeres, the king of all gods who loved to eat crackers,told Nezia the land of Nezia would be his new kingdom and secret hideout. From the on, whoever died and had loved sugar very much was sent to Nezia, the land of pure sugar.
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Smeesh woke up. Where was he? He stood up. There was sugar everywhere. "What the?" Smeesh wondered. In front of him, towering, were gates made of pure sugar. The words, NEZIA,THE LAND OF SUGAR were engraved in the gates. Suddenly, Smeesh came to his senses. HE WAS IN THE LAND OF PURE SUGAR!FREAKY!...
Smeesh entered the gates. All around him, there were buildings and courts made of pure sugar. Meanwhile, while Smeesh was walking around, there was an uproar on the streets. BUT, Smeesh did notice when a boy came screaming around, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! THE BROCCOLI LOVERS OF THE UNDERWORLD ARE HERE! DESTROY THEM! After the boy vanished away, a man tugged at Smeesh. "Hurry up! Get a cannon and attack the enemy!" So Smeesh started to run around to find a cannon. When he spotted one, Smeesh hauled it up to where he saw a mob of broccoli lovers advancing. "Oh what to do? Oh what to do?" Smeesh mumbled. Suddenly, the light bulb went of. "PEOPLE! LOAD THE CANNONS WITH SUGAR AND AIM IT AT THE ENEMY'S MOUTH!" Soon, the sugar lovers bustled to load the cannons with sugar. Smeesh thought, "If we aim the sugar goes into the broccoli lovers mouths, they will swallow it and eat it. Fattyness is a vegtable's true weakness. So if the enemy eats it, they will surrender.
Smeesh began to shoot sugar at the enemy's mouth, causing them to eat the sugar. Before Smeesh knew it, the big beastly broccoli lovers were blowing up to the size of a monsterous watermelons and evacuating. "YES" he thought. After all the brocoli lovers had evacuated, the crowd cheered and carried Smeesh on their shoulders. Afterwards, they marched up to King Nezia's palace, kicked him of his throne, and made Smeesh, King Smeesh, the sugar master.
Moral of this story: Always protect your kingdom from the enemy so they wont kick you of your post and put somone else in your place.
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