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The Tale of Piecemeal, the Prince who Got Wood

by Jonathan Harper

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Once upon a time, there lived the mentally challenged Prince Piecemeal. Piecemeal liked to take long walks in the forest by himself, each day wandering farther and farther than anyone had gone, before he would come home. Finally, the inevitable happened, and the mentally challenged prince became dreadfully lost. Every direction he looked, the woods were thick and the paths were almost hidden under the falling leaves and thickets.

Finally, the prince came to a small clearing in which a single tree stood majestically in the center. As the prince stared into the tree's beautiful pine needle coat, luscious bark and seductive pine cones - the prince's heart flew like it never had before ... and he realized he was in love.

"I must have this tree," the prince thought, "for never have I seen one so lovely!"

So, with all the modesty he could muster, the prince approached the tree, who was graceful in her stationary position, looked up at her and said,  "Hey! Nice shoes... Wanna fuck?"

Obviously unimpressed by the prince's vulgarities, the tree just ignored him.

The mentally challenged Prince Piecemeal realized then that such proper maidens, such as pinewoods, needed to be wooed appropriately. So, he gathered up his courage and blurted out, "Oh - please forgive me for my rude behavior - I was simply overcome with lust from seeing your radiant beauty. I am mentally challenged Prince Piecemeal, of Abr’Ickshort, of the kingdom of Afullode, and I have come to seek your branch in marriage."

The tree was obviously still offended and did not reply.


So, the prince continued... "You must know - I have never this way before. I would staple waffles to my forehead, pluck my eyebrows and pass up bingo night just for you!"

The tree still ignored him.

"Well, now that you know of my love for you - you must tell me if you love me as well. If you will return my love, say nothing! - for words can never fully describe those feelings. But if you are to reject me, speak now and leave me to my sorrow..."

The tree, of course, said nothing.

Overcome with joy, the Prince did the ancient ceremonial dance as a sign of their future union. When he had finished the "electric slide", he reapproached his love with a new purpose. "We must be married at once my dear, sweet, sapling! For I am afraid that if we wait, some other mentally challenged prince will come and steal you away from me! But first, I must know your name!"

The tree didn't say a word.

"Why are you so shy with me, my love?” the prince gasped. “Perhaps you do not have a name!?! Well, fine then, from now on you shall be known as Erma! Yes, Erma - my little talking tree..." And with that, Prince Piecemeal ran off to plan the wedding.

And he and Erma the talking tree lived happily ever after, until Erma died tragically in childbirth.

 

Don’t ask about the kids.

 

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Jonathan Harper fought Dracula! It was amazing! You should have been there! He was all holding up a cross and all, "Stop there, fiend!" and he was all running after Dracula and shit. It was great.

 


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