HENNIE VERSION 3.03

RED ANTS

Batter up!!! A young woman walks into the batters box, stands stong. Eyes glaired at the relentless intimidation brought apon the massive 1.4 meter frame and 43kg. This woman is a monster. Sweat and blood dripped off her face as she spat out the backy from her lip. The batter shook with intense fear. A light rain fell on her face to easy some tensions. As the batter showed readyness, the monster wound up. She threw the nastiest underhand fastball ever. BALL! Hollared the ump. 'Vhat?? Thet vas rate ova ze plate`.' Mrs. VJ calm down said the ump.

She slowly walked back to the mound. She regained her exposure, and glaired back in for the sign. FASTBALL! said the catcher by pointing her index finger down. Her arm flew back in a circle and VwHOOOOOOOOM! stright into the catchers mit. STEEEEEEERIKE! The batter, catcher, and ump are all baffled about what had just happened.

The ball is tossed back to Hettie VanJaarsveld. Hennie VanJaarsveld gave an up roar of aplause for his wife Hettie. Little Hennie Hermias was playing with beautiful red velvet flowers of near the edge of the field. Suddenly hennie got his arms and legs tangled together into a human pretzel and he fell into a humungus colony of african killer redants. Hennie who was now stuck together and being inspected by the red ants began screaming 'ma ma, ma ma!'

The pitcher glairs in for her signal. Off in the distance she hears something. Now any mother knows her sons voice and she quickly realizes its hennie. Dashing from the middle of a pitch, she sprints like a stalion to where hennie has fallen. Without thinking she dives into the colony throws hennie off of the pile and gives it a good swift kick. 'ENNie oh my gudnees!' Ya hart, ya hart ennie.' luk at jew, jew all biten up!' Ma, ma' cries hennie 'ma ma i love jew.' oh ennie i love to you!'

-J-unit

shine so bright when i walk by, ya gotta squint like da muthafukin son in ya eye.