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disturbing story ?

Posted on May 20, 2012 by admin| 4 Comments

There was a huge sensation of a new cataclysm coming to earth, where angry monks will marry goats in pentacostal churches, turtles start to eat eucharists and drink holy wines from altars, serpents pray in temples with orks and orchids, later the day they gathering for a weep ceremony where they shred the fetus heart all over the wall and reptiles drink the blood, as they sniff and bark like a mongolion dog with triple eyes and six legs and a lizard tail, but the terror dosent stop here, four deseased bears pray togther in a catedral full of flies and worms crawling on their cursed skin, after they say the rosary till their blood drops out of their their nose, the marfolk fishes gasp through catacombs to seek for their unjesus revange and wild elephants make the sign of the cross wit their hideous trunks till the incarnation day, the horror wasent over yet ! one day an old lady who walks on fours wanted to hav an exorcism, the priests exept it, and the exrocism was performed freakly

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What is the moral to this story?

Posted on May 14, 2012 by admin| 10 Comments

A fly is hovering above a river,
Bellow the river is a fish thinking “if that fly comes a little lower then I can jump up and eat it!”
On the bank there is a bear hiding in the bushed thinking “If that fly moves a little lower the fish will jump out and I can jump in the river and eat it!”
Hiding behind a tree is a hunts man who is thinking “if that fly moves a little lower then fish will jump out that bear will jump into the river and I can shoot it!”
Above the hunter on a branch is a cat thinking ” If that fly moves lower the fish will jump out the bear will jump in the hunter will run out to shoot it and I can jump down and steal his lunch!”
SUDENLY!
The fly moves lower the fish jumps out of the water the bear dives into the river jaws open the hunter dashes forward gun primed and the Cat is so excited he falls of his branch and into the water.

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who would like to read my amazing story?

Posted on April 15, 2012 by admin| 3 Comments

The last time I tried to fly across the Atlantic Ocean in a homemade airplane I was stranded on an island, for 6 months. It was terrible. I had no food, and I really don’t enjoy fish, so it was rather unpleasant.
I didn’t have a change of clothes so I had to keep wearing the same pants and t-shirt everyday, which got rather revolting.
I did try and make some new clothes, but a shirt and tie made of coconut tree leaves is really not all that fashionable, nor is it comfortable. I tried to make some shoes out of sand, but I think that was because I hadn’t eaten in 5 days and was living off coconut milk.
I went swimming quite a bit, but that was only because I couldn’t stop running back and forth on the beach shouting “I need to feed my dolphin! It’s going to starve to death!! GUPPY! GUPPY!! GAAAAWWWWW!” I believe that happened also because I fell asleep on the beach and became very dehydrated and hungry, and I had a dream I bought a dolphin from the supermarket… odd, I know.
About the second month on the island, I started to really lose contact with the rest of the world, more than likely because I was isolated from it… but also because those damn fish wouldn’t stop taunting me about how I always wear the same outfit. “I’m sorry, I didn’t pack more; I wasn’t planning on staying here for more than a day!” And yet, day after day, I had to listen to them taunting me relentlessly, over and over…
I’d often sit up on the beach in the fetal position rocking back and forth trying to convince myself it was only my imagination, and that fish really didn’t have a fashion sensibility and weren’t able to decipher whether or not my outfit was the same, or if I just had a lot of similar ones.
The song DON’T WORRY, BE HAPPY eventually became the only thing that left my lips when I spoke out loud, but other than that, I did a lot of thinking…or at least I thought it was only thinking, and that I wasn’t actually saying it aloud.

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moral of the story?

Posted on April 14, 2012 by admin| 12 Comments

a fish in a pond see a fly and say,”if that fly would come down 6″ I could eat it. A bear saw this and said”If that fly would come down 6″ the fish would get it and I could get the fish. A mouse was watching, he said,”If that fly would come down 6″ the fish would get the fly, the bear would get the fish, & I would get the sandwich the bear has.Along comes a cat & says,”If that fly would come down 6″, the fish would get the fly, the bear would get the fish, the mouse would get the sandwich, and I would get the mouse. So it happened, The fly came down 6″, the fish got the fly, the bear got the fish, the mouse got the sandwich, the cat got the mouse, and then the cat falls into the pond. Does any one know the moral of this story, it’s worth 10 points

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is this a good pokemon story?

Posted on April 10, 2012 by admin| 10 Comments

I trudged through the grass as I swatted away swarms of combee and beedrill. Weedle nibbled at my shoes and caterpie wouldn’t stop sniffing me. I captured a beautifly and butterfree. I also caught a dustox. I caught many ninacadas but I also ran into a ninjask. I scaled a rocky cliff. When I got to the top, I had to face a nasty spinarak and araidos. I saw a spearow fly off and land on a branch above me. I called to its friends as it feasted on a wurmple. I went closer and heard a hootoot and noctowl hooting in the distance. The constant chatter of pachirisu annoyed me but I walked on. Mothim chewed away at my backpack but I got my snorlax to freeze them with blizzard. I kept walking and stumbled upon a misty waterfall. I saw little poliwags swimming around, splashing and having fun. There were some magicarp flopping around and trying to swim up the waterfall. A psyduck waddled along and plopped into the water. I decided to take a break from my walk. I took off all my clothes and jumped in. then something bit me. I jumped out of the water and yelled. A magicarp had bitten my “family jewels” and was still hanging on. It hurt so much. The magicarp probably mistaken it for a fishing lure. I just jumped back in letting it hang free and cool off in the ice water. I sighed and swam for a little. I decided to get out and keep going. I gathered some berries before I left, and then I got dressed. It was hot, and my shirt was drenched with sweat. The forest a large place, but I needed to find a shiny pokemon and I was bound to find one here. In a pack of swablu, I noticed one of the swablu seemed to be different. Instead of blue, it appeared golden. I jumped in excitement and sent out my snorlax. I used yawn and put swablu to sleep. Then I used my gallade and used thunderbolt. After that, I threw a pokeball at it. I watched the pokeball rock in anticipation, sweat rolled down my neck, time was a blur, the world seemed to spin. The ball finally clicked, It was all mine. I screamed “YEAH, I GOT A SHINY!” at the top of my lungs. My journey wasn’t over, for it had just begun.
Parts of this was a true story. Only the pokemon were animals when I was in my back yard. I did have to swat away bugs and I went to my uncles cabin my the lake, so I decided to not wear any swim trunks (it was only my boy cousins and me) and a fish really did bite my “family jewels”. There will be more stories coming soon. Rate it please.

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