Coco Island

This story goes back  
To before we had cracks
So those with no buts
Don't give it a fuss..
Just sit back ...hold tight
And be, in this story ?
You..just.. might.....
 
It all started one day.  
I think it was May ....or maybe it was..
Shit.. um...Bahh.. on with it then...
On a long forgotten coast  
Was a village we called, Shree Rhost
It was cherished the most by some .damn..
Green and Grey haired Ghost.
 
 
When the October breeze was just right..  
To take blankets at night .. we would gather the shrubs, to cut down on the bugs, and all gather round..  
The thing we called ..  Uggreat Light!!
Wed set up on the beach, right off UggUllgg street..  
 
Twas always the best time in town..
If it should ..be ..a town..... ..
All the villagers would come round  
And bring treats they had found..  
Some made ground up worms eyes .. they would surely be prized. As they could only be found , deep in the jungles of GwoaWound.  
 
As the people came in  
They would pick up a bin, to put their treets in ..for they knew that the ghost would probably get most.. so they'd  pack it with hay.. hay they carried all day got quite smelly least i say..inside pockets ,inside coats, even under those two things we like  most..err..umm.. getting back to the story..
 
Yes.. yes... back to the story...
 
As the Sun settled east ..
We would break out the feast..
I'd bring jelly and toast..my dear Cyndi helped the most.
There was "TIG the insane"he would bring the cocaine  
Followed by "Eli the Pain" he'd bring leather spoons made by  goons.
"Cool Jade" led.. her parade of around 20 that day, bringing rice mixed with Ghost. They had slain on the way .  
"Casketfly Coo" brought his crew. Carrying the goo the girls would drink mixed with skink from his sink..
"Silly Sibil the Gay" would chase down ..all who strayed and,slap any who... dared say nay ..to his yay.. he brought marsh mellons .. that day.
 
As that sun settled down  
On that brisk cool night . Was a god awful sight . A New ghost had slipped in . Wearing nothing that night! All the women ran in freight clenching pipe bags tight. Only one stayed to fight and help us that night ,Cool Jade! As us men stood to fight, we were caught by the site, of Belching goo purple and blue . It was burning us too..least we knew that  damn night ..there would be more ghosts in sight.. was a one sided plight .. as we retreated thru night .. to the last ray of hope .. we all ran for the boat.. and set sail that night.. twas a three hour tour.. to the isle of  GaHure..we  took a wrong turn instead . And ran aground bumping heads .. as our ship began to sink .. there was an island to the right that was barely in sight. So we swam for its shore.
 
Upon reaching the Isle, was a sign in mud , these words written in blood . All Who Come here today better be ready to pray!! The Coco God is on his way!!! Just then Casket Fly Coo swam ashore and was hoping for whores.. still had his goo in his hand... as I was backing away I bumped into Sibil the Gay.. things were not going my way..  
 
 
Later  that day, as we were drying up our garbs.  Cool Jade still with her parade started singing an Old Shree Rhost song . Sure helped us all... just get along... just as they were finishing the Old song . A mast appeared on the horizon.. was it help?Was it the Coco god? .. no...it was that damn naked ghost, with his ghouls and our Roast we'd left on the coast..  he was shouting at  Jade
Cool Jade!! You fool!! You've Slain My dear Uncle Hallo!! I demand you swim here and get on to my  gallo!! Now all you stand back and let her go!!! Of course there was one of us that just had to say.. No!! Cyndi sneered .We will not let her go .. if you want your uncle back we already ate him! You can have him back once he's passed thru our cracks!! But you have no cracks !!..  the Ghost snapped back. Then I guess you CANT have him! My Dear Cyndi yelled back..
 
Their ship neared the shore we readied for the attack. They started belching purple and blue burning goo all over the place. They were shooting for Cool Jades FACE!!! After all ..she had ..started this all.. Just then I recalled.   Hey we still had worms eye left .. and nothing puts out a flame better than what comes out of a worms eye!! I ran to my Ween!! Thats what we called the bins .. that the women would try to stuff.. wait.. back to the story once again.. I grabbed my ween it was still packed . Pointing it at the ground the worms eye poured out .. I threw some at Cyndi . Whew ..her flame immediately died out..The others saw her satisfaction.  All the men immediately pulled out their weens and saved the women with a few good streams.. we then killed off the ghosts ..and the rest was toast..
 
We forever then called that night ..Hallo-Ween..
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