First there was Blind Date, then In A Big Country, then came They Might Be Giants, and now here is yet another extract from The Secret Diary of Dawn Summers (Height 16 ¾ metres). A little obvious, perhaps, but it popped into my head when I was watching a movie on TV on our wedding anniversary the other night – it was the first film Wombat and I ever saw together. At least it’s only 100 words. Rating PG, minute spoilers for the Buffy Season 8 comics.
Who They Gonna Call?
The immense marshmallow man shrugged off the proton beam blasts and kept advancing.
“We’ve been going about this all wrong,” said Peter Venkman. “This Mr. Stay-Puft’s okay. He’s a sailor, he’s in New York; we get this guy laid, we won’t have any trouble.”
“He’s eighty feet tall,” Ray pointed out. “How are we going to get him laid?”
Egon took out his cell phone. “I have an idea.”
Dawn stood watching as the Cerne Abbas Giant put Optimus Prime in a headlock and King Kong strangled the BFG. Buffy appeared holding a phone. “Hey, Dawn, Ghostbusters are calling you!”