Stoned
by Jon

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"No, really!" Tuck insisted. The various members of The Pack still awake
after listening to Tuck ramble on about his day baby-sitting looked
dubious.

Jill voiced everyone's feeling "Why should we believe a bunch of
8-year-olds have even heard of a 'coprolite', let alone know a story
about one?" Nods from around the room reinforced her. "What is a
coprolite, anyway?"

"It's fossilized dung, ok?" Noises of disgust echoed from all sides.
"Like, from dinosaurs or whatever? Anyway, you all know this story. You
grew up hearing it!" The looks he was getting changed to Looks.

"You have!" Tuck insisted. "You know, about the hungry guy with a
coprolite in his pocket, and he went went up to this house looking for a
handout, but they said they had no food, so he asked for some hot water
and dropped the coprolite in, and..." he stopped as Jill fell over and
started pounding the bed. The Looks shifted to her.

Tuck's face finally cracked. "You know," he said, "'Stone Poop'".

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[ that is to say, IT'S MINE MINE MINE ALL MINE MUWAHAHAHAHAH! - Ellen]