Andonut's Breathtakingly Stupid Adventure
Dr. Andonuts was a very distinguished man. He was well know throughout Winters; he had several certificates for winning science contests and other such things. “Best Laser Toaster”, “Best Milk Flavor Enhancer”, and “Most Moronic” were some of the framed certificates on his wall.
Dr. Andonuts had taste in science, but he definitely had a sweet tooth for his two favorite foods: red bean paste, or “anki”, filled donuts. When he wasn’t building absurd contraptions, he was eating those donuts. He wrote papers on whether the word was spelled “donuts” or “doughnuts”. He promoted the 30-day doughnut diet, and donated several thousand dollars to the ‘Donut Daily’ magazine.
It should be no surprise that when Dr. Andonuts saw a doughnut laying in front of the doorway that he would try to snatch it.
“Ooga-booga,” warned his assistant, Big Foot. He was, simply put, a caveman.
“Aw, pipe down, you big, hairy, whatnot,” Dr. Andonuts proclaimed, and jumped at the doughnut, screaming “Yahah!”
He snatched the doughnut and bit down, almost shattering his teeth in the process!”
“It’s stale! It’s super STALE!” screamed Andonuts, still latched on to the doughnut. “Well, no matter, I’ll just go put it in my De-Stale Machine real quick…” He suddenly noticed the string tied to the doughnut and gasped. “Waaa…?”
Dr. Andonuts and the doughnut were tugged out the door. Big Foot reverted to Super-Primitive mode and began shouting like a howler monkey. He clubbed down the wall in fury. “BOOGA?” He called for Dr. Andonuts.
“I’m right here, you fleabag,” he responded. “Way to use the door.” Dr. Andonuts was still holding the doughnut. “I bit the string off.”
What the slightly stupid duo didn’t realize was a enormous grey metal ship with a pig snout floating above them. They also didn’t notice the tranquilizer darts pierce their skin and send them deep into sleep.
Dr. Andonuts woke up screaming. “YA-HA-HAH! WHERE AM I!?!”
He noticed a chubby boy standing in front of him. Oddly, he was beginning to wrinkle, like and elderly man.
“Hello, fat boy. I’d best be on my…”
“Dr. Andonuts. First off, your son Jeff is a real idiot. Second, you are know my slave. Understood?”
Andonuts sighed. “As long as I get donuts…”
“Resisting capture, then? Alright, battle intiated… wait, you’re not gonna put a fight, ya geezer?”
He was sound asleep with a donut stuck in his mouth.
Dr. Andonuts was a very distinguished man. He was well know throughout Winters; he had several certificates for winning science contests and other such things. “Best Laser Toaster”, “Best Milk Flavor Enhancer”, and “Most Moronic” were some of the framed certificates on his wall.
Dr. Andonuts had taste in science, but he definitely had a sweet tooth for his two favorite foods: red bean paste, or “anki”, filled donuts. When he wasn’t building absurd contraptions, he was eating those donuts. He wrote papers on whether the word was spelled “donuts” or “doughnuts”. He promoted the 30-day doughnut diet, and donated several thousand dollars to the ‘Donut Daily’ magazine.
It should be no surprise that when Dr. Andonuts saw a doughnut laying in front of the doorway that he would try to snatch it.
“Ooga-booga,” warned his assistant, Big Foot. He was, simply put, a caveman.
“Aw, pipe down, you big, hairy, whatnot,” Dr. Andonuts proclaimed, and jumped at the doughnut, screaming “Yahah!”
He snatched the doughnut and bit down, almost shattering his teeth in the process!”
“It’s stale! It’s super STALE!” screamed Andonuts, still latched on to the doughnut. “Well, no matter, I’ll just go put it in my De-Stale Machine real quick…” He suddenly noticed the string tied to the doughnut and gasped. “Waaa…?”
Dr. Andonuts and the doughnut were tugged out the door. Big Foot reverted to Super-Primitive mode and began shouting like a howler monkey. He clubbed down the wall in fury. “BOOGA?” He called for Dr. Andonuts.
“I’m right here, you fleabag,” he responded. “Way to use the door.” Dr. Andonuts was still holding the doughnut. “I bit the string off.”
What the slightly stupid duo didn’t realize was a enormous grey metal ship with a pig snout floating above them. They also didn’t notice the tranquilizer darts pierce their skin and send them deep into sleep.
Dr. Andonuts woke up screaming. “YA-HA-HAH! WHERE AM I!?!”
He noticed a chubby boy standing in front of him. Oddly, he was beginning to wrinkle, like and elderly man.
“Hello, fat boy. I’d best be on my…”
“Dr. Andonuts. First off, your son Jeff is a real idiot. Second, you are know my slave. Understood?”
Andonuts sighed. “As long as I get donuts…”
“Resisting capture, then? Alright, battle intiated… wait, you’re not gonna put a fight, ya geezer?”
He was sound asleep with a donut stuck in his mouth.
