"Halt!!" shouts Haggard.
"They are coming!"
The crew of the Porksword all stand to attention at the starboard side of their Viking ship.
"What are we going to do!" says Mildred "Our axes and canons are no match for them!"
Haggard looks up to the sky and sends magical thoughts up to the Nordic lords of the universe.
"Send them down he murmurs"
The evil spirits of the Sumptank have superior powers and scythes that can penetrate steel.
A ginger bearded team of Vikings have no chance!
Haggard then farts and gurns and the clouds above in the sky turn black and viciously violent...
Thunder booms and lightning strikes all around, and then suddenly...
Finely cooked crispy pasties fall from the heavens and drop on to the heads of the enemies of the Sumptank, making their senses dizzy and confused with the smell of potatoe and turnips.
The crispy crumbs lay like ice on the floor and every bugger is slipping around and the crew of the Sumptank falls into anarchy.
"This is our chance boys!!!! "
The Nordic Vikings advance through the shallow waters and make it to land.
Capturing the beautiful Mount of St Michaels.
The boys stand proud at the top of the castle and crack open a few ciders and laugh at the sight of the crew of the Sump breakdancing like Michael Jackson, trying to get a bit of key on the flakey floor with their slippery booties.
Ok I'm going bed... lol
Cheers for listening and hello to my new subs :)
Yeeeeow.
Jeff
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