The time, according to Snitchel, has finally come to regale (regale is fancy for tell, Snitchel...) you forced..."beloved" readers of Snitchel's devious..."dangerous" crossing of the crocodile... "dragon". (Snitchel, either you stop jarring my elbow or I will NEVER.... Sorry I yelled... I will never finish) The tale of Snitchel crossing the "dragon" filled moat.
Night had stealthily crept up on...(do what Snitchel? oh...) Night was afraid to sneak up on the odious (no it is not really... bad Snitchel. Think awe-inspiring!) Snitchel. By now, he had finished crossing the fallen log sp... ((sigh) Snitchel. I am glad you no longer pinch me, but jarring my elbow isn't helpful either) A tall strong oak had been felled by the magnificent Snitchel, much to the chagrin of the "dragons". I just know the queen fairy of truth is going to rip out my tongue for this horrendous tale....
The three, six, eight... (Snitchel, this number cannot keep growing. Dragons do not reproduce that quickly... nine is a good amount) The nine fearsome dragons--that oddly resembled crocodiles--all grew very annoyed... yes, Snitchel that is a negative word, but it's okay... (sigh) fine. The nine fearsome dragons all grew amazing.... (Snitchel, that doesn't make sense... ok! ok! It's lovely, grand beautiful wording!)
As the "dragons" grew "amazing", Snitchel began traversing his newly made "bridge" when one of the ferocious... (Snitchel, that's a word that will only enthrall readers... okay? good) "dragons" leaped out of the moat blocking the determined Snitchel's path. Scared... (Snitchel, you cannot tell me that these beasts didn't frighten you...Snitchel... ok. Fine.)
Snitchel, despite his minuscule... "mighty" size faced the "amazing" ferocious "dragons" head on. Drawing a stick... (Snitchel, that twig is not a sword no matter how you look at it. (sigh)) Snitchel drew his enormous "sword", and yelled... "shouted"... ((sigh) Snitchel, what word do you want me to use?) "bellowed". (so... in summary....)
The "mighty", "fearless" Snitchel, having felled a "tall strong oak", "amazinged"--no, that is not a word--the ferocious "dragon" blocked Snitchel's path roaring loudly. Snitchel drew his "enormous" "sword" "bellowing".
This is where I will pause because Snitchel has decided the fight with the "dragon" is "epic"....
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