Morgman freemoth went thru rivers and under mountains and into bridges and finally came upon the worlds largest furniture store. They went in and were greeted by a very dapper dog standing on its hind legs. "Come in, come in, we've got something for everyone! Need a new arm chair? We've got 20 to choose from! Each one comfiest than the last! Come, come, sit on this golden porcelain throne. It's the only one in the entire store! For display purposes only." He winked. "Our couches are second to none! All 2 of them are over stuffed so you melt right into it! And sectionals are a thing of the past. Want something better? Well you're in luck cuz we've got a wonderful selection of loft beds! That's right! Loft beds. A child's favorite thing. But that's not all!" Morgan punched him in the face so he'd stop talking. Morgman freemoth looked over every piece of furniture but found none covered in plastic. Mothman was furious. He hovered over the sales dog who was laying on one of the couches and t posed to assert dominance; then mothman let out a horrible high pitched screech so loud it broke all the windows which unfortunately made up the entire store and reduced the whole building to glassy rubble. the sales dog was shocked and attacked mothman yelling at him to pay for the damages. Mothman threw him across what used to be a store and screeched again causing the sales dog's ears to start bleeding. The dog had had enough so he grew bat wings and flew off. Mothman tried to go after him but Morgan told him he'd leave and never come back if he did that so mothman stayed on the ground and the two went on their way to find a different furniture store. Maybe a Walmart. Who knows.
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Morgman Freemoth
HumorMorgan freeman is broccoli and dates mothman. What more could you want?