Do You Want To Know About My Current Life In Middletown??? Read This Story...

[danyelle12]

Once upon a time there was a green Maritonian* around 39 lightyears old named Cragles. Cragles liked to eat French Fries but there was no more left last week when he wanted some. Because of this, he decided to be beamed down to Middletown, USA, Earth to get the French Fries he so desperately craved. But in order to escape his mother's psycho craziness and self-richeous possessiveness, he had to find his passport quickly and qietly before she woke up so he could get a permit to travel to earth to get some without her knowing. The only problem was, Cragles couldn't find his passport! He looked here; he looked there; he looked all around, just everywhere. But he couldn't find it. He finally decended the steps into his basement/bedroom to figure out what he could do. Cragles was so overwhelmed with his craving for French Fries that he decided to make a fake passport. Cragles took a picture of himself with his mother's Multi-Faceted, High Definition Multi-Tonal Pictoral Delux 1000. Although it cost her over 50,000 Hijecks, she always said it was worth it because it really brought out the texture of her sticky green skin. Even Cragels had to admit it. Cragles took the picture, which was instantly developed, to the local Shaws where he worked. After twenty-eight excrutiating hours of monotonous and remarcably redundant labor, he was able to go over to his friend Crinkleb's house because his Computex 5,000,000 was much more complex than his crappy Dell. Crinkleb happily made Crageles a faux** Passport so he could get a passport to travel to earth to get French Fries. When this was done, he thanked his only friend in the Galaxy and departed for the DOIGTTE.*** Here, Cragles realized he was in the wrong asile after standing in line for thirty-seven hours. He got in the right line and waited another twelve hours. When it was finnally his turn, they told him he didn't need his passport and he merely needed to fill out some paperwork to rent out the translator ear and mouth peices in Earth English that he would need. Looking at what seemed to be a Calculous textbook, he meekly asked her where the paperwork was; he let out a sqweak when she said that was it and that he better hurry because the next and last beaming would be in twenty minutes. Hurrying through the paperwwork, his rumbling tummy reminded him of his destination, and he was finished with only a minute to spare. She had him run over to the portal, but by the time he got there he had missed the last beaming of the day. Compounding this aggrivation, Cragles took out his cell phone to check his messages and found out that his mother had woken up and was angry that he had not come home directly after work. Frustration rolled down his cheeks as he walked slowly to his house. When he got there, his mother's screams droned out the negative thoughts in his mind and when he finnally got to bed, he slept immediately. Waking up to find the world a blinding, deceptively buetiful place. He looked over at his clock and realized he was already twenty minutes late for work. He was standing in frount of his angry boss fifteen mintues later, and two hours after that, he stood in frount of a pile of groceries that were not going to bag themselves. Thirty hours later, he punched out and walked to the DOIGTTE with all of his remaining strength. He made certain to get into the right line, and after fourty-five hours of waiting he was told that he would have to fill out a second set of paperwork. This he quickly did, and was finnally able to be beamed down to Middletown, USA, Earth. When he got there, he was amazed at how dark it was already, even though it was 5:00 p.m Middletown, USA, Earth time. Cragles asked a random islander when and where he could get some French Fries; She said the school sold them at lunch at 12:00 Middletown, USA, Earth time. Cragles decided since Earth days were so much shorter than Maritonian days, he could wait a few more hours. So he started to walk around amelessly to pass the time and elventually found himself at the Shaws located off of East Main road. At the sight of this horriffic building, his knees began to tremble, his hands got sweaty, and he felt so dizzy he could faint. Running away in fear, he was almost run over by a blue Earth Car,**** althogh he hardly noticed in his fear. When Cragles was certain that there was sufficient distance between that evil building and himself, he stopped running and asked for directions to the nearest school. Unfortunately, the islander he asked was a Earth Cop who thought he was skechy and asked for ID. Unfortunately, Cragles did not have any and was throuw into jail for the night for loitering. This was actually a blessing in discise, though because he was given a place to stay for the night. The next morning he didn't have any money to bail himself out, so he had to wait untill his guard whent to the bathroom at 11:37 to escape by licking the bars with his acidic saliva. Cragles hichhicked sucsessfully to the Highg School, where he excitedly waited in line for some French Fries. The man who had driven him to the school had felt bad for him and given him one Earth Dollar for his French Fries, and Cragles clung to this like there was no other like it in the world. When he got up the French Fries, the sign said that not only not included in the meal price, but they were two Earth Dollars!!! Cragles cries tears of incureable depression, untill an islander asked what was wrong and gave him another Earth Dollar to shut him up. He hapily went off and bought his longed-for French Fries. Sitting down at an empty table to eat them, he took a bite and found that they were cold and tasted not only bad, but like dirt. What else was there for him to do but put his head on the table and cry? The End.

*Maritonia is the largest planet in the Chinkledorg Gallexy.

**See http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=faux

***Department of Inter-Galactic Travel To Earth

****My Mother's Car

I know I wrote my Mood is crappy but I'm better now, Adoring Fans, don't you worry...

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