Skedaddle Skadoodle Look Over There A terrible magic Story

Well it has a beginning middle and end, so it has that going for it

Skedaddle skadoodle Look over there, A terrible story about magic. In a kingdom far away from here, I mean really far. There lived a wizard name Alouishes Ottershied, he was part nordic, part Briton. Alouishes was a ladies man and he enjoyed giving the women one night happily ever afters. When the deed was done, he would say, "Skedaddle Skadoodle, Look over there" He would then point to the corner, his latest lover would be distracted long enough for Alouishes grab his clothes and take off into the night naked. You may ask yourself why didn't Alouishes use magic to make the woman forget? Is there not a teleport spell? Indeed there are spells that do such things but Alouishes is a terrible wizard. He spends his casting spells to removed pocket lint from the clothes, and stitching up ripped up underwear. He didn't have the intellectual aptitude to aspire for more. One day he met a gorgeous young woman. She was looking for a good time as well. The house shook with their fierce passion for the activity in which they were involved. At some point a pair of goblins joined, and a rather hairy troll joined. Needless to say, Alouishes thought he had found the one, this woman was just as depraved as he was. When the night was over the woman stood naked in front of Alouishes and shouted, "Booty Scoot, Booty Scotch, what that's red thing on your crotch. Alouishes looked down and heard the door slam. When he looked up again, the woman was gone. Alouishes had to have this woman, so for the next three years he searched for her. He found her and they were engaged to be married. On their wedding night Alouishes looked over at her and said, "Skedaddle, Skadoodle, look over there." he left the room in a hurry, and then peaked his head in, "Just kidding."

Author's Note

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Reviews

[barleygirl]

Being severely commitment-phobic, I really enjoyed this on a personal level, as well as for your lack of inhibition in telling a fresh unexpected fable. I love how you use stilted language in a mocking way as you refer to the main activity, which is rampant meaningless sex, as if this tongue-in-cheek storytelling style makes your fable sound as prissy & prancy as a genuine child's story is bound to be. I love the made-up words that go into your "spells" -- nicely original & sing-song creative. Even tho you complimented my book excerpt as being outside the dots, I aspire to be THIS outside the dots, all the time, in everything I write, but I know I'm missing the mark as yet (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie