Another adventure. That's what we were tackling now. I never thought we'd ever fight such an evil force (well maybe) but due to the recent death of Osama Bin Laden and his burial at sea I, Colorado Smith, youngest archeologist of our time, and my Arab friend Bobylon where set out to find the body of the well known terrorist. Why? Because I personally felt that his body belonged in a museum. What a mistake that was!
We figured we'd run into some kind of trouble trying to find the body, but to be honest it was pretty easy (aside from Bobylon kicking and screaming that this was a bad idea). We located the exact coordinantes of the place they dumped the dirt-bag Bin Laden and from the ship we where on, we dove down into the water to get it.
When swam down with our oxygen tanks Bobylon still didn't seem to feel safe. He told me in sign language, "This is a bad idea, Cole! He's dead and we should leave him like that." Boby himself was a former Muslim and did not feel comfortable with this mission.
"Relax!" I signed back, "He's dead meat, Boby, and there's no way he can hurt us."
Bobylon then reminded me, "That's what we thought about King Jeffry, Count Spatula, and Adolf Spitler! And they all returned from the grave to kill us!"
"Okay," I signed, "First of all it was King Jedephri, Count Dracua, and Adolf Hitler. And second, what is the possibility that after being attacked by a mummy, a vampire, and a zombie dictator we'll have to fight the corpse of Obama Bin Laden?"
"You mean Osama," Bobylon corrected.
"Yeah," I said, "I mean Osama." We dove deeper into the ocean to find the corpse when we reached the bottom a skeletal hand reached out to grab Bobylon. In a panic Bobylon kicked and screamed until I pointed out that the hand had come up accidently. We had found Osama Bin Laden.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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