This totally reminds me of a time back in 1982 when Jade and I trekked over 1000 kilometers of Equatorial Africa's dense forests and remote villages to find the sacred Lost Idol of the Nilla. It was a strenuous and frantic race against time, for the evil (MCSE certified) Professor Diabolical and his henchmen were sure to only be hours behind us.
Or so we thought!
Having persevered past countless terrain obstacles, sloppy encounters with indigenous wildlife (trying to teach Gorillas to sing apparently results in violent retaliation), and superb picnicking weather (Jade makes a garlic parmesan spread that is just FABULOUS on rolls) we finally arrived at the surprisingly easy to find "lost" temple, only to realize that...
IT WAS A DIABOLICAL TRAP!
Jade stealthily
lurked nearby as I
mild-manneredly advanced closer, only to burst suddenly into a fit of
unexpected and unrelenting ferocity at the first sign of trouble....
Pygmy ninjas, small, fast, and practically naked (naked = really awkward in close combat).
However, with my long-winded
philosophical cogitation of life, love and loss, and the nudist movement, and Jade kicking the ninjas into a steep ravine using a
red bull-fighting blanket and her sharp
kung-fu master skills (she has them too, she's just being modest), we were able to enter the temple. Walking right into the hands of none other than Professor Diabolical himself!
Jade of course starting egging him into battle by
making silly faces while
commenting on his misshapened head, and I was about to bust out with
kung-fu moves of my own, but out of nowhere a crazy Inspector Gadget'esque helicoptor rotor contraption popped out of Diabolical's hat, and after a couple diabolical words, whisked him away through a hole high in the ceiling, never to be seen or heard from since...
Yeh I know what you're thinking, we totally weren't expecting it either!
