The Story of Splatchscrumpler: An Evil Toad
Down in the valley there was a deep, dark forest. In the deep, dark forest there was a muggy swamp. The swamp was full of fog, mud and slimy goo. In this swamp lived a toad named The Splatchscrumpler. He was the only toad in the whole swamp and lived in the hole at the edge of the frothbungling mud pit. The air was full of a revolting stench caused by The Splatchscrumpler’s farts. It smelt like if you mashed old smelly sardines into a bucket full of rotten eggs and mouldy carrots. Splatchscrumpler was the most ugliest, biggest, wartiest, meanest, greediest toad of them all. His skin was a splotchy dark green and so lumpy and slippery that he went squelch when he plopped around. If you touched him your hand would wrinkle up and fall off right away because it was so unbelievably disgusting. His face was dry cow pat hit with a heavy spade and peering underneath were two eyes: beady,menacing and glaring. Splatchscrumpler was extremely large, so large in fact, that if...