QUASIMODO TAUNTS SUN...AGAIN!
Quasimodo points his paintbrush in the Sun’s eye. So, the Sun begins to cry, then gets very angry, and shuts the sky down, and reaches for his rifle. The shots crackle through the firmament as he (the Sun) shoots frozen pellets at the perp, who is hot-footing it back into his tower seeking his... Sign in to see full entry.