The Adventures Of Tripp Fantastic Chapter Two : Rather Odd Don't You Think?

Tripp had made the mistake of falling asleep reading The GARAMA chronicles again. He had not been out the house in three weeks and was puzzled as to why the food was not running out. Had the gods thought it fit to put him in another energetic time loop? "Fredd what do you think ? Energetic time loop?". Fredd always had a fresh approach to things. Mabey because he was always a little bit drunk. It might have been Fredds' addiction to wasabi beans, clears the mind you know. Tripp was starting to think it was because Fredd simply did not care. It gave Fredd perspective on stuff of a multidimensional nature. Fredd was still urinating in his pot at night when he slept...and in the day ...alot in fact, mostly because Fredd slept 17-23 hours a day. "Well Fredd what do you think?" Fredd looked up at Tripp and began "What u need to understand Tripp buddy old friend of mine, is The Garama Chronicles where never ment for the ears of mortals, during the previous Golden Age of Atlantis many of the Donkeys, mango spank bottom...walnut Shania Twain ....fuck me I'm Fredd!!" Oh god Fredd was drunk.

Tripps' back was against the wall and he would do what he had to do to get to the bottom of stuff. Put on a Taylor Swift C.D on full volume and play Ave Ventura : When nature calls in the back ground. This would set the tone to channel the gods. The half eaten banana did most of the talking, while the two rear aquamarine quartz crystals and the three legged lama named Brenda would look on. This is what the banana said to Tripp in his mind ..." Tripp Fantastic my child of the light you are the one of prophecy...it was foretold in the angelic realms that Tripp fantastic and his side kick Fredd would put an end to the evil one Garth van Rooyen. Garth's youtube video wishing Jim Carrey happy birthday was the start of a mass ascension. This was a contravention of universal Law". Tripp was wondering if the gods knew about the nightly mind rape sessions the Albino Reptiles where conducting? And what was the connection between this south African washed out comic and the Reptiles. The banana interrupted almost immediately  " no Tripp!! no connection, you are loved and safe, Garth must be decapitated. We love you Tripp. Oh and Tripp burn that Garama chronicles book you have hiding under your bed. Both Garama and Garth are punks!! My angel."


There was no doubt in Tripps' mind the gods and the fracking Albino geckos were working together. How far did it go?  And would he be asked to throw away his Taylor Swift CDs. "Fredd wake up!! the gods and the Albinos' or in it together!!" Fredd opened one eye and whispered "...took you long enough ... I'm Fredd...whisper whisper". "how long have you known?!" Tripp snapped. "I'm Fredd" Fredd yawned, sniffing the fresh urine.
It did not matter, ether way this would not go unpunished. Both the gods, the FBI and the Aliens would pay big time. Tripp knew the answers he needed where somewhere or everywhere deep the the mystical words of The Garama Chronicles.


Tripp spent the next three weeks studying the Garama Book, but sadly ran out of food on the second day and needed to go to the shop. He knew "The Locals" would be expecting him. A new fancy outfit would be needed to blend in. A tin foil tux or a mabey a batman suit with a polka-dot cape or mabey both just for good measure.