The Fishman Saga

The Tale of Fishman

Once in a distant sea Fishman resided. No other Fishman live near him because he was the only known Fishman in the sea. Anyway Fishman lived alone for a while until he cut his leg and blood filled the ocean. His blood acted as a slopium and dyed the whole ocean red, and turned it into blood. Blood gushed over the land and gushed over the sea, then gushed over the land a few more times and sort of gushed over the sea once more. Behold the earth was now blood. No one could see anything but blood.

Years had past and the blood began to age and turn into a black crusty color. This is just what the seagulls planned. They began to tear at the black crusty blood and gorged themselves until they couldn't move. All they did was bathe in blood and dine in the blood of the sea. Soon there was no blood left and the land was left dry. All there was was thousands of gigantic seagulls. Fishman knew this was wrong so he gathered all the Fishman who resided him nearby and fought for the cause of good.

After a 40-year war the seagulls won. Although the sweet victory was upon the seagulls they had miscalculated one thing. No man had ever seen Bigfoot. Bigfoot, jumped from a near by maple tree and shot forth springs of life. Springs of life that would ultimately spring life. This was unfortunate for the seagulls and they were massacred.

After the battle of sea-run the world had learned a valuable lesson and they would not soon forget it.

Moral: Even a small man can make a small salad.





Fishman Returns!

After the first tale of Fishman, Fishman had learned not to mess with an oyster clam and was now on a new mission. A mission of great importance. This mission was not like any other Fishman had ever encompassed but he was now about to attempt. Unfortunately he succeeded and was reduced to nothing more then a small boy.

As a small boy, Fishman was without cause and without thought for if he had thought and cause he was be no more then a chicken dust (a chicken dust is the liquid form of a chicken). Fishman grabbed his walking staff and his cloak and his umbrella, and his compass, and his lance, and his spear, and his 100 bear coats, and his pipes, and his pork, and his meatloaf and was on his way.

On Fishman’s journey he was likely to come across things that were not of this world but from another world, because if they were of this world then they there would be no point in me saying they were not of this world I would merely say things. I would not in fact say things of this world because things basically means in the minds of many, things of this world. Unless you study the stars such as a butcher.

Fishman after figuring this out thought to himself weather or not he should actually move on with his journey and thinking so he continued to sooth his mother bear. Fishman slammed the door and yelled at his mom, "No mom I wish not to have your baby, for I have my own." Fishman then jumped off the house and slapped a baby dolphin.

Fishman was on his way to a place he would soon regret, and soon he would regret it....

Moral: Scenes of rice and sense of spice, Wednesday is the key.






Fishman forever

After embarking on his journey he picked up a bowl of milk and slapped a baby goat. This was what a Fishman should do before fighting a dragon but he would not die trying. Walking down the path he saw a baby dragon and he was about to pet it but the dragon bit his hand. Enraged Fishman beat his skull in with a hammer and gave him to the prince of Tolom.

The prince of Tolom would not have this he was a man of honor and grace and he was not about to be withheld from his one true love. A man of such deeds, and power was not to be toiled with. A man of mustache and height was not to be toppled. So he grabbed his knee brace and continued on his journey.

Fishman grabbed his Tae bow work out tape and juggled some taco sauce for he knew this was the only way he was going to dispel the dragon's curse which the dragon had laid upon him. Seeing this, Fishman was smart and grabbed a rice potion and through it at the prince of Tolom’s forehead. "My god! Who dares assault the prince?" Yelled Fishman. The guards of the prince of Tolom quickly took the Innkeeper away and tortured him day and night.

The island was full of disgust and of remorse and Fishman could not tolerate the sent of dead rodents. He began cooking them and inhaled with great delight. "This is what my mama taught me!" Fishman had had a long day and it was time for him to take a long nap. Fishman awoke to a sound in the bushes; it was none other then Dalsh the monk. The evil monk grabbed Fishman and raised him above his knees. “I would raise you higher but my back is hurting me.”

Fishman knew there was some truth in his stories and began performing a healing spell on the great man. Dalsh was dispelled of all his corruptions and sent to the 4 corner of the world with style. Fishman laid down once more feeling the relief of dead rabbits off his shoulders and slept through the night.

Moral: Death is all around us even when you think you're safe but you're really not because death is all around you and if he wasn't it would make sense but he is so you are in trouble. Fear him you foolish nave.






Fishman and robin

As Fishman awoke he slept and as he slept he awoke. A wise man once said this, it was probably a young Buda or an old woman named Susan. Nevertheless Fishman got up and went to finish his journey. Along his journey to finish his journey he met a man, a man named Robin, a man great power, one man to rule them all. 12 of them actually, there were 13 so I guess I really can't say it was all of them. That wouldn't truly be fare to leave out the one who got away. Actually he didn't really get away he sort of got lucky you see he lost his robin in the lake so he couldn't be ruled over.

Fishman made his way up to the top of the foothills of the top of the foothills. Once he were atop the top of the foothills they still had to reach the top of the foothills. Once he had reached the top of the foothills of the top of the foothills they were safe. Their journey ended and there mission complete and their sofa heated and a beep, beep, beep.

Suddenly the ground shook and the sky and earth moved. Fishman stood still in satisfaction with the little shaking he got but Robin was not so easily satisfied. An evil look overcame robin and he took up his arm. Robin then put his arm down and raised it once more. Then he felt it had raised it long enough so he lowered it. Fishman was astonished and stabbed his pipe. He then through his spear at Robin and it sunk deep into the ocean.

A Trident of the sea arose and a magic castle that was sparkly and neat slipped and fell. The rage Fishman felt was beyond himself so he ran to catch it. He sadly ran too far and was lost into the sea. Roban began to weep, and so did Robin. Fishman was one with the sea once more, once and alone he was and once more and alone he shall be.

The End

Moral: Seven days pass before you realize you have gotten your muscles slipped and waxed.


Fishman Begins!


When Fishman was a Fishboy he was playing with a Fishgirl and they were running around laughing. Suddenly he fell into a giant hole and broke all of his bones except his good ones. His father grabbed a rope and slid down into the giant hole. It took him a long time to get to the bottom because he was really ugly. Fishman was afraid because when he landed on the bottom of the hole a great number of little fish flew at him.
Year past and he became a Fishman like his father and as law stated Fishman and his Father, the original Fishman had to duel with pistols. Fishman’s father shot his son in the face and would have killed him but the original Fishman forgot he was allergic to shooting people in the face and died instantly. Fishman man the son was now just Fishman and vowed not to have any babies because it was considered rude in those days.
Crime was spreading through Fishim city and Fishman decided if no one would do anything about it, he wouldn’t either so he moved away where no other Fishman resided. There he lived in solitude until one day a man knocked on his door. Fishman answered the door and was shocked to see that he had a door; he had never noticed it before. After he was done being astounded by the door he didn’t realize he had, he was mesmerized at the tall figure at the door. It was a shark!
The shark spoke, “.” But Fish didn’t understand what he said. Fishman then understood that the shark didn’t speak at all he just had assumed he did. With that the Shark swallowed Fishman whole and then actually spoke, “.” No never mind, actually he didn’t.
Deep in the bowels of a shark, Fishman did research on what turns a shark on. He learned that Sharks were very exotic and nothing turned them on more then singing a song about blue dolphins. The only problem was Fishman wasn’t going to sing for any sharks so instead he took out his giant samurai sword and cut his way out of the shark. Fishman swam back to his desolate home and thought about his life accomplishments and was very pleased with him. He thought aloud, “.” No, I lied.

The End

Moral: Don’t rely on seduction for your meals.