A rather random creation from the mind of Flamefang, which was very tired.
Once upon a time there was a ninja. One day, the ninja went out of his ninja-cave to go and get some apples from the town. On his way to the town, the ninja met a girl who was crying by the road. “Why are you crying, little girl?” asked the ninja. “My father has left us, and now my two sisters and I cannot afford to keep our house,” replied the girl. “That is very sad,” said the ninja, and he felt sorry for the girl, and he killed her so she would not have to cry.
The ninja continued along the path. After he had walked a short distance, the ninja met an old man who was drinking by the road. “Why are you drinking in the middle of the day, old man?” asked the ninja. “My wife has left me, and my son has run away to be married, and I am all alone,” replied the old man. “I am very sorry,” said the ninja, and he felt sympathy for the lonely old man, and he killed him so he would not have to be alone.
The ninja continued along the path. After he had walked a short distance, the ninja met a boy who was sitting by the road. “Why are you sitting there, little boy?” asked the ninja. “I illegally downloaded music from the Internet, and now the records industry has sued my family, and my parents cannot feed me,” replied the boy. “Well, that serves you right, you little bastard,” said the ninja, “some people live off the money they make on their intellectual property, and you stole it. You’re going to have to live with the shame of what you did for the rest of your life.”
The ninja continued along the path. After he had walked a short distance, the ninja met a pirate who was sitting by the side of the road, and killed him on principle.