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Created on: May 09, 2008
how to begin this story, i do not know, but i guess i could start with, it was a stormy night, the night the goblins and elves had signed a peace treaty. Magoo, part of the goblin clan, had also signed that treaty, although the great war had been called off, Magoo's war was just beginning. The next day, after the war, Magoo decided that he would go to see a funeral home, and make arrangements for his friend who and only died the day before the treaty. once arriving to his so called home town, he stopped in the funeral home and rang for master of the place, BRING!
"hold on for a sec young sir" the owner yeld from the back "ill be right with yea." After a couple of minutes or so, he arrived to the front counter. "sorry about that, i was working on a funeral for the blasted goblin who had fallen from a five foot tree, a five foot tree!, and yet he still died, but enough of that, what can i help you with?" " well this is a funeral home right?" said Magoo," thats a fact" said the owner chuckling a little " would you like a reservation for a funeral?" " that would be nice" said Magoo, "ok lets go over the details." After a long talk of telling the owner what he would like for a funeral they said there good byes, and Magoo left the horrored place. After getting around town and going to shopes to see what else they had new in the town, he bummed into the sheriff. Magoo and the sheriff took a long look at each other for Magoo new who he was, no doubt about it, after a long quiet silence the sheriff finally talked, "so those dang elves didn't kill you in the war?" " not me" answered Magoo
"but they did get my friend, which im sure your most delighted to hear" said Magoo now glaring at the sheriff. If you havent figured it out by now, Magoo and his old pal were sent to jail for burning half of the goblin city, while drunk, but once that war started soldiers started putting up fliers saying, that if anyone from the prison would help them with the war, they would be free, once it was over. So of course Magoo and his friend took the chance and yet only one made it alive. The sheriff was happy that his friend had died and not only did he just have to say it, but his expression showed it. So after a long furious talk, the sheriff just sent Magoo back to jail, leaveing him to die, but hey not all stories come with happy endings. GO MAGOO!. Go MAGOO"S FRIEND AND PEACE BE WITH YEA!
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