Three foozles and one big bad weasel

Once upon a time there were three foozles and a big bad weasel. This is their story:

“I’ll huff and puff before I ever like your blogs.” said the rare sword who spawned moments ago. “By the hair of my chinny, chin chin, I’ll reblog and call your post out” said the first foozle who had many friends who enjoy reading his blog. The first foozle is building a house, but it wasn’t ready to play in just yet! The rare sword quickly despawned before being defeated.

A second foozle walked along the road by himself and came upon a a group of weasels using bricks to build a house. He joined the working weasels and after many years of building they had a huge shiny house and opened the gigantic door so everyone could come play inside. But some of the visitors didn’t like the house and started a forum and laughed at the weasels and the second foozle who helped build it.

“No, no” said the second foozle who had joined the weasels. “By the hair of my chinny chin chin, I will not read your forums.” The second foozle left to go build another house not with the working weasels, but some of the weasels joined the forums and started fighting with the visitors upsetting them and scaring away more from inside the house!

When the big bad weasel who owned all the houses found out the visitors were laughing and complaining about his house he said, “Stop complaining, play inside my other houses while my working weasels fix this one.” But his other house was built of sticks fell to the ground, the working weasels hadn’t finished all the walls and the roof was only half done when the big bad weasel told them to let the visitors play inside anyway. Many visitors got hurt so more of them joined the forum and laughed at the big bad weasel. Many forest creatures started checking the forums before visiting the big bad weasel’s houses and decided not to play in any of his houses.

The big bad weasel is very angry at the forums, but he pretended not to be. He rounded up his weasel workers telling them, “I’ll call the visitors in the forums cynics and pretend to be their friends so they will come play in my house and bring me lots of goodies so we can build more houses.” Many of the working weasels left to go work on other houses instead.

The visitors in the forums were to clever and kept laughing at the big bad angry weasel and complained about his houses because they weren’t fun to play in. All along the third foozle was quiet, never said a word, and only worked on one house with even more friends than the big bad weasel. More and more visitors went to play in the third foozle’s house. The house was even decorated and filled with toys! It took a long time and the work was slow, but most of the visitors stayed happy.

The end.

*No drugs, free writing result after reading a few silly posts.