a lizard named martin.

ONCE upon a time, in a land far, far, away there lived a young boy named Martin. Martin lived high up in a Sicamore tree with his mother, Julia, and his sister, Charity. They were a very happy little bunch. Martin was a green and brown lizard. Charity was a flying fish, and Julia was a food processor. One day, Martin decided to go to Costco to pick up some artichokes for his neighbor. He walked in through the big metal doors and flashed his Costco member card at the man at the door. He walked briskly through the aisles until he reached the produce He was walking through the dog food section when a big hairy tortilla chip jumped out at him, and pulled a burlap sack over Martins head.
"You're comin' with me." The tortilla chip said, lifting Martin over his shoulder. Martin noticed that the small amount of air inside the bag smelled funny, and soon he was passed out.
When he awoke, Martin was in a dark, plain room with a single window. He was sitting against a cement wall, his little butt on a cement floor. He felt scared. He started screaming 'HELP' at the top of his lungs. No one responded. Luckily, Martin was fluent in several different languages. He proceeded to screech for help in Portuguese, Cvecklaslavatian, Spanish, Hindu, Asianese, Sign Language, and Hawaiian. No one came. Suddenly, though, the door to the room burst open. The tortilla chip came in, and grabbed Martin by the ear.
"Listen, bud. You're gonna do what I say, when I say it. Don't ask questions."
"Okay." Martin whimpered. The tortilla chip led Martin out of the room, and soon the two of them were in a crowded pub, standing behind the bar.
"Your job is to shell peanuts." the tortilla chip explained "We are too cheap to buy peanuts, so we grow them out back. You take the shells off, and fill these bowls with them," he gestured to a tall stack of blue paper cups.
"Got it." Martin said confidently. He began taking the shells off peanuts. After about 36 hours Martins hands were getting very sore. He had not been allowed to take a break, and was standing in a puddle of his own pee. This was when Martin decided that we was going to try to escape this hell. He made the dash towards the door but a giant foot came down on his head. His brains squirted out his ears and he died.

The End.