It was dark outside when Donald answere the door. She had said she would be there at 6 o clock but now it was more like 9.00. She was time travelling and asked if she could stop at the nearest circus to see if animals were being used in the year 4153

For a moment he thought she might be daydreaming. But she didn't seem quite as psychotic as most of the people he'd met latelty so he elevated the trip bar.

Donald made a living nowadays as a computer logo

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She spent days trailing around after him, collecting video footage for her net site and listening to stories about the time Shiela Tequilla and he had "been too much for Naples".

The pantomime developed loosely around the tale of Cinderella. Donald was Donald, the Prince was a 10mm shingle, the Sista a dotmatrix and Buttons a saucer

It all went well until the night of the performance, when, after drinking the free vodka, Donald ploughed into the sander

She thought this to be awful

and the hotel fire alarm went off at 5.00am in the morning. They all looked dog rough, except for Donald who had matching blue cotton Pyjamas.

They never found out "who done it" but the nun said no.