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"My Big Day Out" By Zac Bridger

It seemed just another ordinary day in smurfville, Papa Smurf was telling stories to the smurf kids, Hefty smurf was lifting some weights at the gym, greedy smurf was holding a lecture on the pros of captialism, grouchy smurf was not pleased with this becuase he is the cool socialist smurf. Brainy smurf had just found the cure to aids which has been plaguing the smurfs for a while now. Yes you could definatly say it was just a normal day in smurfville. But that was all about to change. Clusmy smurf had grown tired of the ridicule, from other smurfs, People always telling him how clusmy he was, how he was far to clusmy to lift weights, or cure aids or even lecture about captialism. He would show them, he would show them all how clumsy he was when he was the one weilding an AK-47 as they cowered in fear.

With the help of his new friends the islamasmurfs he planned an attack on smurfville, He would be ruthless and without mercy. Every man in smurfville would be taken and shot while their smurflings were made to watch.

He mounted the attack, It was quite, at first then suddenly the single sound of an AK-47 shot peirced the silence like a capitliast squeeling, The islamasurfs lept into actinon, their plan would to fruition, clumsy would see to it that it did. The smurf infidels were slaughtered like pigs begging for mercy from there false gods

But it was futile, no help came, becuase they had not given themselves to the true smurf god, Smallah. The smurf heretics payed for the un-holy sins in blood. The streets of smurfville ran red with blood like the colour of in season smurfberries. The few survivors hid in fear of their lives, smurfette had been taken and forced to wear a burka to hide her face, and clumsy had claimed her as his own.