Board Thread:Literature/@comment-5204503-20141115085822/@comment-26488146-20170117040124

It's almost as good as this story.

This is a story... About a Chomper.

Cliche Warning!!

This is a Chomper-friendly story. No Chompers were harmed, except the one I sniped and put pieces of in my salad (and taco).

Once, a long time ago in a massive lama far, far away, I sat at a computer playing Plants Versus Zombies 1. I had slaughtered enough zombies to unlock Chomper. But strangely, it was called "Crappy Salad Chomper. Curious, I moved on to the next level.

I started the level, and I noticed the Crappy Salad Chomper was already planted. Odd, I would have thought, but I was too busy eating cantaloupes.

As soon as a zombie walked on, the Crappy Salad Chomper quoth, "Get in my belle!!" and pulled him into his mouth. The Crappy Salad Chomper then said, "Use the Force, Luke" and then the game brought me to the seed selection.

However, the Crappy Salad Chomper pulled every zombie on the seed selection into his mouth, then consumed the whole lawn, then the lawn mowers, and then the house. The screen then said, in purple letters, "The Chomper Ate Your Salad!!".

Soon, all that was left but blackness on my screen was the Crappy Salad Chomper. He then started singing, "Who let the dogs out!" And suddenly, his head burst out of the screen. I screamed like a little girl, and hid in my cellar.

After about an hour, I crept back up and...

To be continued.