But I thought he was with you!
Burger Tzar
About 10 mins before Katrina turns up.
Zack breathed a sigh of relief as the emancipated farm worker left.
This was all getting too much, oh great, and now his chips were
crawling around the table. He reached for his coke, and squished the
strange yellow worms, splattering pureed potato gunk all over the
table.
"Hmmmm.... this gives me an idea." muttered Zack to himself, as
Steev collapsed on the floor.
"Oh crap, he doesn't look too good." said Zack, as Steev started
singing to himself.
"Yes it's pink, just like love at first sight...... Yes it's pink-
it's like red but not quite....." crooned the comatose engineer.
Waving goodbye to the giant eyeball that was batting against the
ceiling fan, Zack ran out of the "restaurant" onto the promenade.
"Taxi!" he shouted as a rather squishy looking car chugged up to
him. As Zack got into the taxi, he noticed the taxi driver.
"Raoul Duke! Wow! This is amazing, man, I loved your work in Fear
and Loathing! Could you sign this bottle of LSD, please?" Zack
blathered as he recognised his all-time idol.
"Yeah, sure, Mr. Polar Bear" mutter Depp as he signed the "little
brown bottle".
"Have you got any tips, or advice you could give me, before I go?"
asked Zack as the little puttering marshmallow car pulled up to his
quarters.
"Well, you can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back
on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife
in your eye." replied the taxi driver.
"Wow, that's just, so... profound." replied Zack, as a tear rolled
down his eye, and he stepped out of the taxi.
As Zack walked to his room, Depp remarked to himself "There he goes.
One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never
even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare
to die." He looked down to a clipboard. "Right, where next? Right,
let's go pick up those nuns from deck 4".
In Zack's darkened room, there were sounds of rummaging in a closet,
punctuated with cries of "Ow!", "Yuck!", and "So that's were I put
it". Ten minutes later, a strangely garbed figure stepped out from
the gloom. He had a bandana wrapped round his head, and was stripped
to the waist, with strange symbols daubed over his face, neck, and
torso in woad. He also had a very large rubber mallet in one
hand. "Right, lets go get me some pixies!!!! AAhahahahaha,
AAhahahahaha!!!!!" Zack gibbered as he ran put of his room, waving
the hammer over his head. Run, little pixies, run......