To tickle your funny bone...
So, I was cleaning out my room and reading old papers and poems and what not (oy vey) when I found these stories that me and my friends wrote on a bus ride home from White Pass. Kelsie and Kristen are the only people who will truly understand this, but I thought you all might get a chuckle. The basic idea is that everybody has their own piece of paper and you write a random story for a few minutes, and when everybody is done you fold the paper over so that the next person can only read the last line of what you wrote and they must continue the story based on that last line, it's pretty fun.
I kept them exactly they way they are written...which is very strange in some cases, just go with it.
I highlighted what was the last line for each person since the margins are different here.
Once upon a time there was a turtle-this turtle was in love with a bear whose name was Nicholas. One day the bear was shopping at Red Town Center and the turtle ran up to him, devastated because he heard from a rabbit that bear loved a bird. The turtle said "how could you" in tears and...
Threw a bottlerocket at him. Unfortunately a bird was flying overhead and got in the way. So the bird was blown to oblivion which was too bad because the bird was Big Bird (you thought he couldn't fly, but he can) so now Sesame Street had lost its biggest hero...
Spongebob Squarepants was devastated by the loss of Squidward his hero (and lover). Spongebob was so upset he decided to head for greener pastures...
so these pastures had Forget-me-Not flowers. Jane and Jack did the "Loves me, loves me not," not knowing that each other was doing it to each other...
And what they were doing well-it can be summed up in one word-madness-complete Madness. They were driving each other insane.
The End
As Justine's bus crested the hill she gasped at the beauty of the landscape that lay below. She then saw, upon closer inspection, that there was a black goo slowly engulfing the land and setting everything on fire...
The flames touched the sky. But they also touched a plane. OH MY GOSH. The plane weaves in and out of the consuming flames. But then Morphius shoed talking pills or somethin'. I thought he was a little iffy, but thought: what the hay...
The needle in the haystack happened to be bright pink, so it really wasn't that difficult to find. But the blanket had been ruined...
Oh that terrible man-how could he! I can't believe he used our best blanket to dry off his dog...
But then the blanket police caught them and took them in blanket jail where they ahd to sew orange puke-colored baby blankets all day long.
The End
Sometimes if for some reason a boy decides not to take a shower for a whole week-he smells. Really bad, and repels all the girls who...
Come within a 50 million gazillion mile radius. The poor boy was so lonely that he started paying homage to Queen and singing "I'm just a poor boy, nobody like me. (HE'S JUST A POOR BOY FROM A POOR FAMILY, SPARKING HIS LIFE FROM THIS MONSTROSITY)...
But monstrosities have feelings too. So I hugged it to death, thinkg that would...
blow out the candle. It flickered on, making shadows dance on her walls...
Like a wallflower at those unfortunate school dances when all those poor kids never find dates. Those are always the ones that grow up to be hot too-the lucky ducks.
The End
More to come later...I'm off to the movies!