Legend of Tory Adore 12: The Wrath of Pop


Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?

Overseeing the meeting was their old mentor and senpai, Shrarl Glorlushuprlahh, known as Pop. He raised his twin hands in blessing.

"Kill 'em!" he benedicted. "Wade hip deep in their blood!"

Defiant shouts from both sides echoed through the rafters and bungee jumpers throughout the hall.

"And then wash your hands," he admonished them. "Daintiness first."

They yelled out his name in unison to the tune of "Yakkity Doodle," the earliest American sax solo.

"Shrarl Glorlushuprlahh!

"Shrarl Glorlushuprlahh!!


"And Bingo was his name, oh!" they concluded, having run out of syllables.

It would be remembered lividly in everyone's memory, even those who were not there, as the start of the War of Tory Adore and Other Limited Partners.

And there was great rejoicing. Further, they were scared so often and so severely that they became sore afraid. They couldn't even sit down for a month after that.

Then they all went off to their hideaways to plot and plan.

But the bank manager was Leary.

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