The Armoire, the closet and the Wardrobe...(or the yarnia cronicles ) ( Archived) (29)

what's the matter bettis!!??

too excited to read~?

The little mosquito fell faster and faster, the growl from bird behind growing ever louder. The doomed mosquito obviously losing control and is about to crash when suddenly, just inches above the tarmac, the mosquito pulls back up and roars off into the sky to the cheer of the bluebottle up in the tree above.

The bird not seeing the mosquito execute such a manoeuvre before, looked up in amazement. Then realised with horror that he too is close to the ground.
Too late, did the black cavernous maw close, and too late did the wings put in reverse thrust, as the bird crashed headlong into the grass!

The mosquito bzzs up to the tree branch where the fly had been. Exhausted the mosquito looks for his friend, but to no avail. Bzzing hither and thither.
He searched up the tree, down the tree and all along the branches until his wings were knackered.

Finally he came across a small piece of duct tape. The kind you would use to strap up a bluebottle's wings.

Disaster had befallen the mosquito! He had evaded certain crow death, but in the process he had lost his friend.
He vowed to find all of the bluebottle's 3,405,610 kids, and tell them what a brave father they had!

As he plonked his cute, pert butt down, he heard a faint slurping sound. Turning around he saw his friend the bluebottle finishing off a small blood spot on the tree. His delight at seeing his freind again was so much, that he slipped off the branch and fell from the tree to the ground.

Fortunately the crow was directly under the tree and the mosquito bounced on the soft squidgy flesh of the dead bird.
(Mosquitos, you may know, dear reader, have a very long tongue for their size. Their tongue is prehensile, and as such can be used to great advantage when needed ... in this case it was for eating)

Fully replete, the mosquito only just made it back on to the tree branch where the bluebottle was hobbling.
"I lost it! My fourth wing"
Sure enough the bluebottle had had his broken fourth wing detached from his body, and this must have been what the mosquito had seen when he had found the duct tape!
(This just goes to prove, dear reader, that duct tape when ripped off, even in emergencies, can be fatal!)

the little tribe of ants and the lone cockroach looked upo in amazement!!!!

OH OH OH OH OH !!!!! when have you EVER seen anything like a blond crow in all your life!!!????

i tell you said the cockroach...these guys are keepers ! i don't think i have seen a yarn as good as this since the days of my education in the academy!

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only you can stop the ticking

and so the little tribe of ants and the lone cockroach befriended the mosquito and the fly and renamed the mozzy "crowkiller" and the fly his trusty companion we'll just call tommy.

they went on into the gardens of yarnia to weave more yarns...

Hi Alex, very amusing, I must say!

;)

come along and weave a yarn!! happy to be of amusement!

When in Amsterdam, do as...wait, I can't weave! I'll just stick around for the cliff-notes.