He, of course, got bitten by some clattering teeth that started to undo the flesh on his butt. Bite by bite. The leedsman started to sweat in despair and he thought of the only thing he could do in this situation. He started to roll, like a ball, downhill. The poor Ise-Dog couldn't let go early enough and he suffered the consequences of a slow jaw. He rolled with the man, getting almost suffocated by many pounds of fat that fell over his poor dog-beak over and over again, while he circled the bowling ball the man had become. He rolled and rolled for some hundreds of meters, making a terrible fat noise. A tree suffered the hit of one thousand pounds with powerful momentum. It almost crumbled down but it was a stiff pine-tree that is only found on northern areas. The toughest you can ever find. After dropping several leaves and shaking, one could see a great spectacle. An ass-bleeding man and a semi-crushed dog were unconscious. Isekena saw from the distance, hidden from a medium-sized bush. "Hahaha!" she said, with a big smile "Finally we got rid of the dog, should we cook him now dear Moco? I am sure you know a lot about cuisine. We can make Talinn-germanic soup and we can use Leedsman oil. He's already open from the butt so removing a bit of fat to cook does not pose any problem at all. What do you say? Ja Ja?" Moco loved to cook. "Yes of course!" she said, from the next bush. "I happen to have some portable pans in my cargo-pants. German of course, the best qvalitët in this universe. We need some fire."
Suddenly it all turned into a picnic. Moco frictioned two stones and started a big campfire. They got the dog on the pan and it started roasting. The poet was a little upset and he was silent when they served him a piece of dog sandwich with Estisauce. He was sad because he was hungry and now he was eating dog. A great coincidence! No one eats roasts girls but now they roast dogs, he thought. It is unfair. For the girls, of course.
The leedsman got up after some time and he almost fell in the ground to roll again when he smelled the meat. Suddenly, something fell on the ground. It was winding a lot and the trees started to shake. The pine spikes started to fall over the picnic. Hubble screamed in panic. "Not again! Gnats! They are in the wind. Cover, children! Take cover!!" And then...
and like that :poke:
