While out on adventure, our sub-pint sized hero finds himself in a spot of bother.
Captured and imprisoned by an evil papier mache skull with eye-catching, arachnoid cranial protrusions, our miniature adventurer, couldn't help but notice the inevitable parallels that would be made with a current blockbusting Hollywood movie, now showing in cinemas nationwide.
Anxious to avoid some promotional or copyright wrangle with Steven Spielberg, our favourite foot-high replica science teacher, when he noticed that the skull had been distracted by a rather large Blue donkeys head, didn't question the strangeness of the situation at all and made a dash for it. Untying the yellow ribbon which bound him, all the while wondering exactly why such a poor choice of binding material would be utilised in trying to secure the worlds greatest miniature replica, he proceeded to scale down the bottled water machine, selling Evian™ and various other bottled and canned beverages and hid in the can collection slot to cunningly avoid detection.
Realising he had just abseiled head first across yet another marketing trap, our mini-Adventurer, ran as fast as he could across a totally plain background, while shouting "OTHER BOTTLED WATERS ARE AVAILABLE!" which made him much more visible to his evil captors, who would have said something like
"Oh my it's our escaped captive! We can now see him as he is no longer hidden behind the gratuitous amount of product placement that surrounds us in our everyday lives!"
...if they had had vocal chords.
On realising that they were unable to say such things, the disembodied heads gave chase and our mini-Adventurer ran to hide in the maxi-Gents toilets.
Although initially to the untrained eye, this would appear an act of gross cowardice, our miniature Hercules actually had a cunning plan all along.
Because of course the silly Evil Skull and Donkey Head were female and very polite despite being cast as evil characters, so they stopped short at the door and looked at each other while shuffling impatiently and sorting out each others make-up, while our miniature hero went in, looked around and made good his escape.
Hurray for mini-Andy!
Captured and imprisoned by an evil papier mache skull with eye-catching, arachnoid cranial protrusions, our miniature adventurer, couldn't help but notice the inevitable parallels that would be made with a current blockbusting Hollywood movie, now showing in cinemas nationwide.
Anxious to avoid some promotional or copyright wrangle with Steven Spielberg, our favourite foot-high replica science teacher, when he noticed that the skull had been distracted by a rather large Blue donkeys head, didn't question the strangeness of the situation at all and made a dash for it. Untying the yellow ribbon which bound him, all the while wondering exactly why such a poor choice of binding material would be utilised in trying to secure the worlds greatest miniature replica, he proceeded to scale down the bottled water machine, selling Evian™ and various other bottled and canned beverages and hid in the can collection slot to cunningly avoid detection.
Realising he had just abseiled head first across yet another marketing trap, our mini-Adventurer, ran as fast as he could across a totally plain background, while shouting "OTHER BOTTLED WATERS ARE AVAILABLE!" which made him much more visible to his evil captors, who would have said something like
"Oh my it's our escaped captive! We can now see him as he is no longer hidden behind the gratuitous amount of product placement that surrounds us in our everyday lives!"
...if they had had vocal chords.
On realising that they were unable to say such things, the disembodied heads gave chase and our mini-Adventurer ran to hide in the maxi-Gents toilets.
Although initially to the untrained eye, this would appear an act of gross cowardice, our miniature Hercules actually had a cunning plan all along.
Because of course the silly Evil Skull and Donkey Head were female and very polite despite being cast as evil characters, so they stopped short at the door and looked at each other while shuffling impatiently and sorting out each others make-up, while our miniature hero went in, looked around and made good his escape.
Hurray for mini-Andy!
