Grato's trials had been harsh and greatly misunderstood. See Grato was once a traveling circus clown forced to entertain the masses by day and by night he endulged in any and every drug he could wash down with the cheap scotch which was the local fare. It was on one of his drug and alcohol induced coma's he had a vision of the end of times. Written off as "Just another crazy dream" him and his band of twisted clowns continued to peddle their balloons and dancing in exchange for smiles, thankfully the make up was thick so no one could see the tears. Smelly was traveling through the magical forest of mushrooms when he happened upon a naked drunk elf who was stumbling down the cobblestone path, "Ew what is that smell" he groaned as he bent to empty is lunch of shroom spagetti. "Hehe, it is me smelly the bear" he bellowed. "Christ you smell aweful, liked a carnival rides bowels spewed on the crowd" he moaned as he again heaved what was left. "Hehe" the bear giggled. Bleary eyed and slightly ascew the elf peered up at the bear and shreiked "Your a damned sight, like a grateful dead bear but rotting". "You come home with me and we will get you cleaned up, don't be getting no ideas though you ball of crap, I am packin heat" he warned. With that the bear and and elf set of too the hovel village of "Dranknomore".
**Tune in next time when we will dicuss the relationship between mixing M&Ms and strawberry soda**.