Comments on: Tell me a story…

By: Lee

Lee — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 05:42:27 +0000

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.

By: Locus

Locus — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 04:30:28 +0000

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…..

By: bobby

bobby — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 17:27:00 +0000

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.

By: vanae

vanae — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:53:23 +0000

brilliant

By: vanae

vanae — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:52:51 +0000

Do you know what Bonobos are? They’re pretty badass. look ‘em up =)

By: vanae

vanae — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:52:18 +0000

hey bobby, the layout looks fine to me. are the ads still covering the content?

By: Xavier

Xavier — Fri, 21 Nov 2008 11:38:47 +0000

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”

By: ttt

ttt — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 20:02:06 +0000

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.

By: Samuel

Samuel — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 08:31:16 +0000

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.

By: Peter

Peter — Thu, 20 Nov 2008 08:03:48 +0000

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.