Thursday, April 26, 2007

Displaced Fairy Tale: Duncerappel

Gurn Blanston and his wife Ethyl had long been trying for a child, but their attempts were to no avail. Ethyl had high hopes that God would soon grant the couple their only wish. The Blanstons had a beautiful little house in the suburbs of Los Angeles. Their beautiful little house had a beautiful little window with a nice view of their neighbor's beautiful little garden. But the garden had a huge wall surrounding it so no person could enter and steal the wonderful vegetables which grew there. Nobody dared enter the garden becuase it belonged to a paroled psychopath convicted on three accounts of murder conspiracy.

As time went on Ethyl began gazing out their window upon the neighbor's garden. Oh how she longed for a nice ripe tomato. The days passed and Ethyl began to grow weary and pale for the longing of a tomato had overtaken her. She said to her husband "If I dont' get one of those tomatoes soon I think I will most likely die." Her husband realized the necessity of the tomato and decided to act upon it.

So one darn night Gurn ascended the wall and fetched a tomato for his wife. She was overjoyed and made herself a nice juicy B.L.T. sandwich. She appeared to be much better, but the next day she realized her longing for a tomato had grown threefold. "Oh Gurn you must fetch me another tomato or I will surely die." said Ethyl. Gurn agreed and ascended the wall once more. He dropped to the ground on the other side and to his horror saw the psycho standing on his back porch.

"How dare you ascend my wall and trespass into MY garden! I shall have your head for this." The psycho screamed. Gurn explained his wife had an overwhelming longing for his tomatoes and if he did not fetch one for her she surely would have died. Some decency still dwelled in the heart of the psycho and agreed to let Gurn take the tomato. "You are permitted to take one tomato per day under one condition. I get to take your firstborn daughter. I will take good care of her, worry not." the murderer said slowly.

Gurn hesitantly agreed for he knew his wife would die if he did not. So the day came when the Blanstons gave birth to a lovely daughter which they named Duncerappel. To the horror of the Blanstons the psycho appeared and took their beautiful daughter away. Ethyl screamed at Gurn how he could let this happen. Typical thought Gurn. It's the womans fault and she fucking blames me.

When Duncerappel was twelve years old the psycho grew tired of her and placed her in a tall fire tower in the local forest. The tower had long been abandoned and the stairs to the top had caved in. The only way in was through a small window at the top. When Duncerappel needed food and such the psycho would come to the base of the tower and call "Duncerappel Duncerappel let down your long golden hair." She let down her long hair all the way to the base and the man would climb up and give her the food. One day the mayor's son was riding his dirtbike in the woods and witnessed this all happening. He thought Duncerappel was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Soon he began coming back to that spot every day, one day summoning the courage to talk to her. The boy walked to the base of the tower and called "Duncerappel Duncerappel let down your golden hair." Sure enough the twenty foot span of hair fell and he climbed to the top.

The boy's visits grew more frequent and the couple soon fell in love. They shared every day together and enjoyed each other more with each day. They soon decided to hold a special wedding ceremony for themselves. And Just like that the couple was married. The boy, who was now a man, began to devise a plan to get Duncerappel out of this awful tower and away from that horrible psycho of a man.

The man decided he waould take a rope to the tower and lower Duncerappel down. Little did he know the psycho had been spying on the couple and knew of their plan. The psycho exiled Duncerappel to Death Valley and waited in the tower for the man to come rescue Duncerappel. Soon enough he appeared at the base of the tower calling for Duncerappel to let down her golden hair. A weave of golden hair fell right beside him and he climbed to the top. As he climbed over the ledge he only had a split second to see it wasn't Duncerappel in the room as he was kicked back over the ledge. He fell all the way to the bottom and landed in a bush of thorns, blinding him.

For years the man wandered the forests calling in woe for his lost love and eating berries. he wandered for years until at last he came to Death Valley. He began to give up hope and layed down to die in the sun, when he heard a voice calling. He immediately recognized to voice as Duncerappel. She was overjoyed to find her husband, but was shocked to learn of his blindness. She wept for him and her tears fell upon his face and cured his blindness. They moved back to Los Angeles where he resumed his father's position as mayor. The couple lived happily ever after and I don't really know what the hell happened to the murderer.

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