St George and The Black Dragon

St George and The Black Dragon

   The First Chronicle      

In this epic, the first thing St George remembered is a fuck-load of running. He had just left a party and found himself alone... and hungry. 
          So in his hunger, St George decided that the only thing that would stop his hunger and save his from his stomach pains, was the glorious golden chicken of the finger-licking good, KFC. 

The first challenge the brave St George had to face, was finding transport to make haste to the mighty haven of Dartford KFC. 
          Walking down the street, the drunk St George scouted for any means to make his way alone the path of drunkenness to his goal as quickly as possible. It was then that in the dim light of the early hours of the morn that his eyes cam across the glimmer of a bike's bell left against a garden fence. St George took his chance and jumped on to this mighty metal steed and sped towards his goal. 
          He pedaled his acquired transport until he found himself at the doors of the great fastfood giant, the sever struggled to understand to understand the slurred speak of a drunken man, though he got the idea and handed the hungry St George his reward. Though before St George could take a bite he knew he had to return the bike that had carried him to his bounty.
          St George with is arms now bearing the golden goodness, pedaled onto the place where his two wheel companion had come from, though when he was so close, a sudden blast sent St George off his acquired bike onto the road surface, he looked to see a black man had attacked him for his bounty of KFC. The Mighty Black Dragon. 
          He watched as the black guy walked off with his KFC before he was even able to have any, and unfortunately being to stunned to stand, he watched as he left with his great bounty of golden goodness.

Left in the middle of the road next to the bike, St George only remembered waking up to the horn of a car being blown at him , as he looked up he felt the glare of a car headlight burn his eyes. The owner of the car then stepped out and took at look at him. This would of been fine had the owner of the car not also been the owner of the bike. 
          So the next thing St George did was run away from the very angry man, that luckily decided not to chase him into the heath, although now St George was now alone in the dark heath. Though at this lowest time, he was lucky enough to run into his mighty brother St Thomas in the heath, who was making his way back home from the same party. St George was in to much of a state to explain himself to St Thomas who then helped him back to his home where he had a very nasty hangover to look forward too.