“There once was a girl who loved baking gingerbread men. One day, one of her cookies sprang to life and bit her hand off to avenge the death of his fellow men. The end”
That’s the spontaneous story I replied to my friend when he posted in his gchat “tell me a story”.
I’m starting Game Dae- Wednesdae as something fun and create more community engagement! So…
Your turn…tell me a short story
Vanae, your ipod adds cover some of the words you write. Please check into that some I can read everything, thanks.
“There once was a boy so mesmerized by a girl. He focused all of himself towards her, but never telling her of his feelings. Little did he realize that there was another girl mesmerized by him, yet not telling him either.”
hey bobby, the layout looks fine to me. are the ads still covering the content?
In an enchanted forrest lived a young archer, he had a pet fox and they would go hunting for dustbunnies. All at once a cat bus showed up and they rode it to tokyo. refridgerator. the end.
My child, you are a descendant of two tribes. In the plains of our motherland, there were the Chimps and the Bonos. It is from the union of these two great tribes that you are here today.
Do you know what Bonobos are? They’re pretty badass. look ‘em up =)
Down on the lake lived this man. He was a very humble soul who liked to play cards, the only problem was that he lacked a full deck. He had tried for ever to buy a complete deck, but everytime he bought a new deck, it was always 4 cards short of a deck. At first he thought this was some sort of a scam, so he called the manufacturers and told them about the ordeal. They could only assure him that they would mail him a complete deck and they continuously apologized until the man hung up the phone. A couple weeks pass, and no deck was mailed to him, so he called again. “I called a couple weeks back and i complained about buying a short deck” the man said in anger. “What is the hold up!” He demanded to speak to the manager and the man speaking told him that he was already speaking with the manager. The manager told the man “I’m sorry for the inconvenience, we have mailed out the deck already and it should arrive at your house within a couple of days.” The man nodded silently and hung up the phone. The manager was confused but hung up as well. Now, the man had a plan. He planned to park his sofa out by the mailbox and wait for the mailman so he could personally accept the mail. Two days pass and the man sits, dehydrated and delirious. “Why hasnt the mail came” He questions himself. “Ive been waiting out here for two days and the mail has not come, the cards have not arrived and im starving!” He continued to wait for the mail. Another day passes. The man can hardly see straight due to the lack of food and the blazing sun shining down upon him. He can hardly even think straight, he remembered that he called the card company and told him that every deck that he buys is 4 cards short..fork ards fork ards fork ards.. i dont get it he repeats to himself over and over.. fork ards, i dont understand, what is the point of fork ards? oh im retarded…
Dude, I’m all about Matriarchal societies! That’s how we should roll…except about putting out at the drop of a hat. That’s a little too much for me.
Oreos are only 60 Calories each, much healthier than Gingerbread men. They are apparently my friend’s best friends, when we all know that milk is their best friend. The only way the oreos could be her best friend is that all the male oreos have fallen irresistably in love with her [which is plausible] So one day an Union of Female Oreo (UFO) decide to exact their revenge by ambushing her at night. Of course, the casualties for the oreos were high when the assassination became a midnight snack.
He rolled out of bed and landed on the carpet. But it was different this time. the carpet was REALLY soft and he just kept sinking, sinking, sinking, into it. He started to worry that he wouldn’t make it to the bathroom in time. When He finally touched the bottom, he woke up.
I’m actually in the middle of writing a much longer story. 50k words worth of story. I don’t know if I’ll finish in time though.
What happened after the gingerbread man bit off her hand . . .
He shrank back in horror and remorse at what he had done. He knew there would never be any way to make her whole in her own eyes again, except through her own magic. He retreated to his mountain valley and from the freshest grains and ginger root crafted a hand of gingerbread. One evening he came quietly by her house in the town of Tall Tree and left the gingerbread hand on a silver platter with a fresh rose of the deepest passionate red and a note that said, “Please forgive me.” He then slipped away unnoticed. With time and contrite heart and daily meditation for her well-being and healing, the day came when he tuned in to her Youtube channel and saw–lo and behold!–that she was smiling and gazing out at the peeps who turn to her for grins and inspiration and she was gesturing . . . with two hands! With a quiet smile he breathed a sigh of thanks and bowed in her direction before returning to his own life.
brilliant
A story, huh? Well…
There once was a woman named Evellyn,
Whose boyfriend would always play violin.
She loved him so much,
For his sensible touch…
Would that her husband were so masculine.
And a riddle for you:
You look into our eyes and hold our hands, yet cannot see past us until you have passed through us. Who are we?
.
Hint:
“The End”
Hi Vanae, yes, the adds are still blocking some of the words. I know sometimes that different browsers effect content. I use firefox and every website I go to (quite a few), the adds are fine in proportion the the content.
The universe collapsed and gravity gave. He’s floating in a black-hole deep in outer space.
Here stars dont fall, they surly do fly. Not in orbit or circle but they dance in chaotic design.
Feeling the vibration and unified by vibe. He disappeared feeling completly devine.
LoL… Raves…..
It was a beautiful sunny weekend. Many people were in the park having a picnic with their families as I was. A little young boy caught my attention as he played with his toy sword slashing it in the air perhaps pretending to slay a dragon or fight off the black knight. A little girl suddenly appeared wanting to get into the young boy’s world of make believe, he the brave handsome prince and she the beautiful princess. He started running around this large oak tree as she followed behind, but could hardly keep up with him. He ran faster and faster, than as quick as you could blink your eyes she fell to the ground and hurt her knee. She lay there in pain with tears in her eyes. This little young prince stopped what he was doing went down on one knee and comforted her. When she felt better he offered his hand and helped her up. Onlookers started to cheer and clap as he managed to capture their hearts with this noble act. I thought to myself that there’s a lesson to be learned and that is to show kindness, decency and to demonstrate nobility to others in need, to let loose the little prince that is in all of our hearts.