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No Fairy Tale In This Town

Are you looking at me?

Are you talking at me?

It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Well not if you live in Mountain Park, Georgia.They have just removed old Romeo and his siblings, because of their bad attitude. How quickly was their fall from grace? OK, sit back and I will tell you the sad tale of Romeo and Juliet. A few years back the town welcomed Romeo and Juliet, two beautiful white swans. The townsfolk were so enamoured by the pair they were soon declared the town’s mascots. Then one night, as everyone was tucked away in bed, a coyote came a calling and ate poor Juliet. Romeo and the townsfolk mourned. A replacement Juliet was found and life once again was good. But like a curse , this Juliet was also met with foul play (OK, an infection from a fish hook). Enter Viola, not as catchy a name, but at least she was curseless. Now Romeo and Viola, hit it off big time. In fact Romeo became so smitten with his latest bird, he attacked anyone who so much as thought of giving her bread. It soon came apparent to the towns folk that the playground had been claimed by the young lovers.Romeo and his missus took great delight in tormenting the little kiddies and especially in chasing them off the swing sets when no one was looking (who am I kidding, they didn’t care who was looking!). When Viola became a parent for the first time the town rejoiced, now the playground would be set free. But alas  Romeo and Viola weren’t good parents, in fact they were damn abusive. Children ran screaming from the park as the two delighted in attacking their own little signets. Romeo then took his frustrations out on wood ducklings, going out on murderous sprees.  Action had to be taken and taken fast to save the babies and the town. With heavy hearts the towns folk rounded up  the signets , took them somewhere safe and then sold them all. As for Romeo and Viola, they had their sorry asses hauled out of town and placed on a lake far, far away. And the mascotless town lived happily every after. The end.


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