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The Never Ending Story

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"The Big Wine Bottle", located in the Hunter Valley, Australia. Judy is shocked... "Is that all you think about Peter? Drinking, drinking, drinking...", Judy yelled!
 
Peter storms out, and as he goes down the stairs, a pitch fork spears him through the chest and he dies instantly... Judy passes out from the amount of blood. Shoveler and snout are still digging and emptying the hole...
 
Suddenly there was an ear piercing screech and a horrendous crash in the up stairs front bedroom. This bedroom was really a store room, full of boxes and junk.

Florence, startled from her rocking, raced up stairs to find.............
 
Death sat on the floor in a heap.

"Sorry about the noise peeps, but I thought I better come and collect Peter personally, as he seems reluctant to let go of his beer fridge".

He turned to look at Florence, who was stood in the door way, wide eyed and laughing. " Go back to your rocking my dear, I am not reay for you yet", said death, as he brushed passed her to go find Peter.
 
Peter's rotund form was a formidable armful. Death eyed him resentfully. " Dam Guiness, when are they coming out with Guiness Lite?" he grumbled as he grappled to get his unweildy bundle-o-dead-Peter through the narrow door frame. For all his boasting, Death hadn't been to the gym for awhile and just as he thought he'd successfully gotten the pudgy corpse on its way to its destination the strain proved Too Much. One of Death's scrawny little arms popped right off and went rolling down the front stairs.
 
Just then Shoveler and snout came racing in from the garden. They looked at the arm in doggy pleasure, grapped an end each and went racing back into the garden in a bizarre game of tug of war.
 
Judy looked on in horror, wondering where the heck they had got the arm from. The last she saw of them at that time, was as they both raced off into the woods, tugging away at an end each.

What confused her most though, was hearing Florence howling with laughter, and clapping her hands wildly.

Well Death did ask her for a hand, though he did not mean that kind of hand.
 
With all the craziness going on in the house, Judy was annoyed when the door bell rang. She opened the door and almost had a heart attack. Peter? No, no the man said, "I am Piper, Peters estrange identical twin brother. Is he home?
 
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