Ping Xiong- Ch 4

Setting:

Aleyandro: [again confused by what to call himself. This time he is taking the easy way out. He is going by the name "Nameless"] He is confused warrior who just recently killed 3 hot assassins. 

Dimitri: The wannabe king who wanted to unite the whole of Chink land for simple reason that his twinky likes the pale yellow chinks. 

3 haat assassins: Deadly lil miho!!thats what people call them when they see them. But the legend says that nobody has seen them. So they have to be called miho. But anyways they are deadly this also goes by the legend. Their lethality is yet to be seen by naked eyes. They say none live to tell the tortourous stories of they were deprived of the carnal pleasures.

Set: A large castle. Its in a bad shape because me and steven are struggling writers and can't afford to have a brand new castle for aleyandro and dimitri to play kingpin. A bunch of wrinkled old chinese are standing next to Dimitri to give him their piece of mind. [These wrinkled old farts are courtsey Chinese Asylum.]

here we go....

Dimitri: In pin safety pin...ching ping ouuu...khelna hai to khel-lou warna get ouuu...Minister call the nameless warrior.

Minister: Money haiiii to honey haii....aando....

[Nameless warrior enters the castle and as he is walking these old wrinkled farts come and start measuring the 100 steps from their king Dimitri......1 hour has passed by....2 hours...finally they have counted 100 steps. Now they run back to hide and kick the fat wrinkly announcer. its his turn. Next time steven we will get some good farts.]

Fat Wrinkly Announcer:[he takes his features from his father- QT. It is said that during the shooting of Sukiyaki bla bla banjo QT impregnated his mother with his seed. QT as of now is recuperating from the donation. These chinks can be sometimes a demanding lot.] Haeee Yaa.a.a....Nameless warrior chu chu cha cha chi chi ka ka ka ki ki...[faak steven he spent the money on his weed and got me a dyslexic announcer]

[Anyways the warrior of Nameless stature doesnot need an announcer. He needs viagra. He sits and looks at dimitri]

Dimitri: tu aaa ki kita??

Nameless: In his majesty's royal service i killed all the 3 haat assassins- the flying cow, broken elbow and the fly. Now your royal arse can rest in peace.

Dimitri: they say that they were real haat beauties. i have been with broken elbow. She was wonderful but her elbow always made cracking noise. Must have been broken...anyways considering the pervert that i am i want to listen about their beauty....and how did you overcome it .[in his mind: hez a faaaking Nazi. A looser par excelon.]

Nameless: Your majesty is very perceptive. Indeed they were hard to faaak...i mean kill...As you know that fly milked flyin cow once. After that broken elbow never drank milk. So my plan was simple. I made fly milk cow once more and added poison to it. i took it and asked broken elbow to drink milk. SHe did it for the Rock and died. But she did not drink all of it. So i gave rest of it to cow, She did for the Rock. She died. But she also left some of it. So...this is the hard part dude..then i dared fly to drink cow's milk again and i told her that it contains poison. She did it for i don;t know who. She was fat and orc like. She ate anything and everything. She died. and here i am licking your majesty's royal arse.

Dimitri: Faak u...

Nameless: Faak u...

Dimitri: Do u knwo y i did it?

Nameless: You did it for the Rock??

Dimitri: Yea that's one of the reasons but...i had a dream. That i was in playboy mansion. Hugh hefener was out of town and will not come back for 2 days. I was with all the bunnies. Feeding them and taking care of them. Then that son of chooosss lee woke me up. I chopped off his balls and went back to sleep. I had another dream...Our L*nd. I want to unify all the l*nd that is there in the bosom of china and make a big fat African l*nd so that when people see it...they say Once you go Black you never come back....

[With that Nameless also died. He had taken some of cow's milk just to check whether the poison was authentic or not. Dimitri sat there with his candles dancing to his farts. The old wrinkled farts remained hidden. Fat wrinkled announcer thought of his Dad.]

It was that day and now....they still call it...Our L*nd