Uncle Nasse has come to tell you a bedtime story. How do you like that? Ok, cool, lets start then...7C087CFF18123C... Oh darned. Buttons on my keyboard got a little tangled, but don't you worry. So...
Once upon a time ...80188202242242... rats, again... well, once upon a time there were a young handsome ...BC080204424241... Prince, who lived in a huge castle ...C20804083CFF3E... in the middle of a thick forest.
....81080810420202... There were only one road leading to the castle and on both sides of the road grew ...81081020810204... tall trees that shaded the road and the road was dark ...42082040420208... even on a sunny day.
Little Prince ....3C1C7F803C0210... asked his father, the King, why it was always so dark on the road to the castle. The King told him about an evil wizard that cast a spell on the trees of the road side. Because of that spell those trees grew high to the sky and thick to shade the road.
No begging or pleading made no effect to the wizard and the road remained ever so dark and scary.
Oh my... even my finger failures seem to have disappeared for time being, well, well...
Little Prince had an idea and he sneaked out from the castle to the path that led to the wizards cabin. ...7CFFFF183C18FF... oh damned crawling rats, the keyboard tangling is back... Little Prince sneaked silently into the wizards cabin with a feather from a goose ...82020224422280... Silently he slipped into the bedroom where the wizard snoared in his bed solidly in deep sleep.
Prince took the his shirt off the coat hanger and he sew the feather inside the collar of the shirt. ...02040442814280... Finally he placed the shirt back to the chair and he slipped out from the cabin into a shed nearby.
Next morning the wizard woke up and put his shirt on and bend over to his evil ...040E0E3C813CFC... cauldron to stir the contents. While bending over the feather tickled him from under his chin...08010142814202... and he bursted into consuming laughter. When he straightened up the tickling ceased, but as his magic powers ...10818181818101... originated from the magic potion... slowly his magic wore off. Every time he reached for his magic potion the feather tickled him and uncapacitated him thoroughly.
After observing this for a while the little Prince ...20424242424242... confronted the wizard and promised him to stop the tickling if he promised to remove the spell from the roadside trees.
Wizard has laughed himself silly and he promised little Prince anything in return for ...7F3C3C3C3C3C3C... removing that hidious tickling. By this agreement the little Prince broke the evil spell and the light reached the road once more.
Thats all folks, good night all little rascals. Oncle Nasse Nasse-setä leaves the studio to an auxiliary sittingroom called the bar. Nighty-night.
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