"GET OUT you whore" the arch-nun screamed "and don't let the door hit you on the way out !" I ran following my mistress out of the room out of the abbey out into the soon to be liquideated snow I shook my furry body to remove the dandruff like snowflakes from my luxurious body reciting the loreal slogan "because your worth it" I soon regretted this this as the space hopping monks began to gain on us after about 100 metres with there retro boom box blaring out the jump around song with four of them carrying the arch-nun's throne and the one behind choking on a mars bar. The arch-nun yelled a deafening "release the artillery" all of a sudden millions of pills showered down from the sky, a monk from the front of the space hopper army cried out to our fleeing outlines "Here is an idea! use the morning after pill you town bike" my mistress her daughter and I continued to run for our lives suddenly I realised I had an urgent need to devoide my blader, I cocked my leg to the sky and let the fountain of yellow liquid escape my small gentle man I barked loudly signifying I had something to say "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" I screamed out but unfortunately my comedic genius could not be distinguished due to the fact Ima a dog and dogs don't talk "YELLOW SNOW!!" the arch-nun screamed pointing to the quickly spreading patch of pee before there feet immediately they all stopped dead still starting with the front row. The rest of them piled on falling face first flat on the floor giving us the advantage to escape "I WILL HAVE MY VENGEANCE "yelled the arch nun as we escaped through the snow.
