Once up a time there was a cute little green duck called Tim. Tim loved to play golf and his favourite food was cookies, he also liked play football with his other duck friends. Tim had a father named Jim, the rest of his family were dead. One day Tim was walking down the street whistling happily to himself, he was going to a golf competition and he had never been more excited in his life. This was the first time Tim had gone anywhere by himself as he had always went around with his father. Tim had been walking for an hour when he reached a level crossing, he knew he had to wait for something to cross but wasn't sure so he thought for a bit. All of a sudden a red light lit up and after thinking for a little bit Tim decided this meant it was safe to cross, unfortunately he was wrong and was killed by a train. Tim's father was so upset he killed himself.
By cookies I mean proper Tesco cookies, not biscuits.
Edited by Fecal Matter, 24 July 2005 - 01:59 AM.