Group Story 4 – The Slipper, The Possums, Apollo

She wielded the pale blue slipper like a shield and the bullets flew back towards him.

Fortunately, Apollo, god of the sun (and more) stepped in and repulsed her…now…vain attempt…in his usual god-like way … which remains a mystery to mere mortals.

She turned off the TV and called out to Fred to feed the ring-tailed possums. She had had enough of bullshit for one day.

But Apollo would not be deterred! He’d come with a purpose and she and Fred were about to learn exactly what that purpose was.

‘Pizza!’ He thundered.

The heavens opened. Tomato sauce rained down on Sharon and Fred. 

Sharon eyed Apollo’s good looks, his muscles and flowing locks. He whisked Fred into his arms and carried him away.

A large Penis was erected where Apollo had been.

The fading mind of Friedrich failed to grasp the meaning of these images emerging from his delirium.