Nora started as a tiny little fleck of moisture way up high in the sky. She was tiny and the decent started slow. Along her was she meet many other little flecks just like her. She made friends with a fleck name Misty. They became the best of buddies. Then after about an hour which is a long time for a snow flack a strong breeze blew Misty away. Nora was sad. However that same cold breeze transformed Nora into a flake.
Nora liked her new self. Her shiny crystal started to attract the more masculine snowflakes. They started to drift near her and make crude remarks like "Nice Stalactites."
One snowflake named Johnny however did not make that kind of remark. HE merely floated over and complimented Nora's shininess. Nora like Johnny. After 30 minutes they decided to bump together and make a small little snowflake named Julie. Julie was very small and got sucked up above Johnny and Nora for she did not fall as fast. Since creating Julie had also reduced Johnny and Nora's size they slowed down a little. Then it occurred to them for the first time that they were in deed falling. They had been falling all their lives so it took the major slow down to make them realize it.
Johnny panicked "Are we suppose to be falling?????"
Another near by flake informed Johnny that a little bird told him that falling was what snow flakes did. But because all snow flakes fall there are none to tell the new flakes what happens... Then flake then started to go into the hole process of melting and being sucked back up into the sky and coming back as a rain drop or a part of something more. Johnny and Nora had just earned religion and fully believed in reincarnation.
Nora soon realized that something big was coming closer and closer to them. There were strange things moving all over it, though they seemed small they were always getting bigger.Then Nora noticed that in their old age Johnny was slowly slipping below her.
"It's only natural," said Johnny "I'm bigger than you. It's that mystical force the bird called gravity. I will see you in the next life my love!" With that Johnny was picked up by a lower wind current and swept away.
Nora was wise enough to feel herself being pulled down faster. The end was near.
Nora looked down and saw one of the strange creatures . They seemed very large now. She saw the little girl in the purple parka open her mouth. So this is what it comes to thought Nora... and Nora felt herself land on the girls pink tongue. The heat was warmer then any thing she had ever felt. "I've had good life" she thought" and this melting thing is quite soothing...."
Then Nara blended with the little girls saliva and all was well. Nara was to be come a tiny part of a famous lake... Ahhh the never ending life of a snowflake.
The End
Moral: Pay attention or you will fall right through life and onto someone's tongue.
Responses:
Hi All- Thought this story was interesting. Hope that everyone shares those sentiments. Don't know much else to say. I'll talk to everyone later.-- Lisa
So what a sec. if the snow flake fell on the girls tongue how would she eveporate and become another snow flake I am confused! -Jason
Quite simply, since you are forceing me to explain... The snowflake becomes water in the girls mouth. Then She pees or sweats her out into something where she will eventually be evapratied and come come back as a rain drop, mist, dew, or another snowflake and fall into said famous lake. (until another evaporation occurs) love ya meagan
I thoroughly loved it, even though I am sad that Nora and Johnny did not get to have more babies. Hmm...bumping snowflakes. That is QUITE disturbing! I loved the moral, very true...very true. ~Krista~
I dissappointed in the education system of the snow flakes...they should go to school in the clouds...it's not fair to send them out into the world alone!! Otherwise wonderful story CDR
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So the sad little snow flake story didn't stir up such a big response. Any way it's ok. I should be in bed... I need to get up around seven tomorrow but I know I won't fall asleep any way so I'll write a little story first.
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The once was a boy named Mark Winkle. Mark wasn't like other boys that people hear of because Mark lived in the base of a mushroom. He was less than a inch tall. Mark had a pet lady bug named Fred. ( It was a boy lady bug.) For fun Mark would run around the tall grass and play tag with Fred.
One day Mark decided to go on a long hike. He had never ventured more that 3 feet away from his mushroom and decided that that day would be a good day to do so. So he found a walking stick and he went off, Fred at his side.
After about a day of walking Mark came upon a large white wall. It reached way up. Mark could not see the top from where he was. So Mark got out his tiny hand crafted rock climbing gear and scaled the "wall". He soon came to a flat edge to his right. He got out and walked on this ledge. After a few steps he took a look to his left through what he could only figure was a large window. For inside he saw enormous versions of his furniture and what not.
Mark decided to investigate. Mark told Fred to go back to the mushroom and wait. Mark would be home in a week. Fred did as he was told with some protest. The Mark snuck into the house. Mark had wonderful adventures inside the house. After his three day climb to the second level he found himself in the bedroom of the big little girls room. Here he found to his amazement what we all know to be Polly Pocket. However Mark thought that Polly was a princess of his race and that an evil spell had been put on her by the giants. It took him awhile to pull Polly up to the little girl's window sale. Luckily the window had been left open. Mark whistled for Fred. Fred came and took both Mark and Polly to safety.
For the next year Mark tried to get Polly to relax. He even tried to seduce her. Shortly after he decided he loved her and that she must be saved. For the year after that he searched for a wizard to save her. When he found one he went immediately to him and told him every thing.
Zoinks the wizard (who was also less than an inch tall) said that he had never seen a spell like this before, but he would try. Surprisingly it worked. Polly came to life. However since Polly had never had a brain before she was very dull and very agreeable to say the least. Mark vowed to find a way to get Polly's brain "back" but after a few months figured she was just good for sex. So he kept her around for the weekends and lived happily ever after.
The End
Moral: Seek for love in plastic and find meaningless sex.
Responses:
i loved this story! it was very entertaining! I think the moral is somewhat interesting,, but it can be applied to daily life! this story was shorter and to the point, im glad, i just got home from camp, and i have the attn span of courtney, which lemme tell ya people, isnt that great! Ill see you all later. WONDERFUL STORY!!!! Marla the GREAT
Hola all, that's just not right....no, it's just el wrongo – Courtney
I can't say that I enjoyed this story very much. I particularly don't like the notion of meaningless sex. It's just not something I believe in. But you already knew that. Other than that, very creative. But it's not the most wholesome story. Thanks for sending it, though. Lisa
Lisa the moral is that meaning less sex is bad... silly. love ya Meagan
Meaning less sex YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -- Jason
Jason that sounds like a peter remark hehe -Meagan
Very interesting! I loved the story because I was amused about 1 inch tall men and wizards. The love affair between Polly and Mark is very disturbing, but oh so true in many relationships. But the whole moral, "Seek for love in plastic and find meaningless sex," is wrong. It makes me think of the big blow up dolls with "special" holes. EWWWW!!! ~Krista~
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Hello how are you all on this fine day? Doing ok I can assume? Well good. Stripe down to your birthday suit for this one.
Sily Stor 36 My Hairdresser is a Nudist
My name is Bud Light. No my parents didn't hate me, they just loved Bud Lite. I am the vice president of a factory that produces clown noses... and wigs. I have been married for 20 years, to three different woman all named Judy. My best friend is my dog Bozo. He was a gift from my employees for making it to vice president. Most people get a watch, I got Bozo a dog that barks the correct number of barks on any given hour. That's what you get working at a clown factory.
I have a 15 year old son who does hate me, but since I hate his mother it some how evens out. Don't worry it's our little secret.
I eat hot pockets every night for supper, lounge at home in my Snoopy boxers every Friday night, and collect match box cars. My job is stimulating, my lawyer has blessed me with three absurd alimonies and my hairdresser is a nudist. But enough about me.
Why any of this is important I really can't tell you because quite frankly I don't know. I just like to waste time. But again enough about me. This is a little tale about my hairdresser. It is not important why I use a hairdresser, instead of a barber, I can only assure you that I am not gay. Just ask Judy, Judi, or Judie. Any way one evening I went in to get my hair done and there stood Rick, my hairdresser stark naked. I must say that it was a little awkward. I looked around the room for a girl, checked the door to make sure he was in fact open...but he was open and no one was there except him and the chief of police who, to my own surprise was also naked and getting highlights. I must admit I noticed the high lights first... how couldn't I?
Rick just smiled at me and Chuck (the chief) did the same. I felt as if I should leave, but didn't. I thought that I should just ignore it. So I asked as natural as possible "umm I uh had an appointment at seven right?"
Chuck replied, "Sit down and get naked." I just looked at him. Why wasn't I leaving? He continued "I thought it was weird at first to, but Rick here explained to me all the wonders of it."
"Of it?" I asked.
"Of being a nudist." Rick answered, "It's so natural."
Again the door beckoned for me... "Should I come back at a better time?"
"If you like." said Rick " but it won't change. In fact this establishment will legally become a place for the nude to get their hair done." Chuck smiled in the chair and nodded as if it were his idea and it occurred to me that it probably was. I turned and left.
I tried to get my hair done several weeks after that always leaving because I was constituently finding more and more nudists getting their hair done. The last day I went I found my mother there and as I said that was the last day I went.
However my hair did look atrocious and I just didn't feel comfortable going any where else. So Rick said that he would make house calls. This I could handle. For one Rick was usually out of view So I didn't have to look at him. To make Rick feel comfortable I got my hair done on Friday's when I didn't wear anything but my snoopy boxers any way.
This arrangement works. However I hope Judy, Judi, or Judie never finds out. They'd probably sue me for emotional damage thinking I was gay. My lawyer of course would be no good and give them double what they asked for. This would force me to sell all my match box cars, take Bozo off his gourmet diet (he would share a hot pocket with me) and pay my son a black mail fee after I change my name.
Or maybe I should just change my name now? As I ask Bozo this question he tilts his head and barks twice. This either means yes, no or that it is two o'clock. I will ponder this. Good day.
Moral: Little hair trimmings in sensitive places are worth the all natural look and a bad attorney.
Responses:
I liked this story! I am not a nudist, but i can see how going to the hair dresser naked could make for entertaining conversation! Now i dont even go to the hair cutter person (imagine that) but i do know that they stand there and make conversation as they are clipping. Most of the time, the conversation isnt that great. Nudity could liven things up a bit! well, i need to get going! see everyone later! Ps...I washed my car today!!! Marla the GREAT
There actually is a naked hair dresser!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They held a contest for the sexiest naked hairdresser in theUK. If you can't see this image YIKES then go here (don't worry there's not a frontal view thank God) DISTURBING!!! http://www.theginge.com/cosmo.html--Meagan
ELWRONGO, Those damn europeans and britsh are WIERD! and chineese people are perverts! you guys wouldnt believe the message i got in a fortune cookie a few days ago! Marla the Great
Meagan, I am also kind of uncomfortable reading about this. Just not something that suits me. I'm sure that your next Meagan, Sorry about that. I hit the wrong button on my computer and it sent the email. Anyway, keep writing your stories, but make them a little bit cleaner. That's my advice for you. I do enjoy reading them. Talk to you soon. Lisa
YOU JUST COULDN'T DECIEDE BETWEEN LITE AND LIGHT COULD YOU!-- Jason
I told you that his last name would be spelt different that the beer.-- Meagan
Seeing your mother in the nude is wrong!!! That's all CDR
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As I sit here and listen to the wonderful Chicago sound track... though I must say I think I like the movie rendition a little better... I feel the need to write a silly story. Oh I found some movie versions Any way but first I have a special request to fulfill for my pinky poor so brought to you is
Silly Story 36 1/2 The Gnomes
Beware the gnomes! They may look like sweet innocent little lawn ordainments, but I assure you they are not. At night they sneak into your window and they smell and wear your underwear. Then in your underwear and only your underwear they creep into the covers with you and they take off your under wear and then they...they..oh it's so horrible...they tweak your nose!!
Those vicious little booger mongers!
Then they tie little knots in your hair and give you wedgies.
They hop from house to house and they are unstoppable, but they can be avoided.... they only viciously attack those who have a habit of not responding to stories....especially silly stories...
I hear that Peter has a very accessible window....
Moral: Respond to Silly Stories
Responses:
so that means: RESPOND TO EVERY STORY YOU JERKS!!!! im getting names of the non responders,, and im sending them to the evil response gnomes, and they WILL come to your house, and they WILL molest you in your sleep Marla the Great
Ok here is a List starting with the people who respond the least
Ryan Kneble-- none
Sara-----maybe verbal responses but nothing I can save
Peter-- VERY VERY VERY VERY VEYR FEW
Derek---- heard from in the begining.....
Mary----- angel if asked
Danny---very very very sparatic angle
Courtney--- sparatic angel
Lisa--- new found angel
Jason---- late angel, but nonetheless angel
Marla----- angel
Love ya! Meagan
yeah and if the gnomes don't I'm sure marla will Courtney the almost healthy
Alright everyone- I found this story very amusing. Good job Meagan. Thanks for the warning. I'll beware. Talk to everyone soon. Lisa :)
How can they give you a wedgie if they take off your underwear?-- Jason
I figured i might want to respond to this story b/c i don't want to upset the gnomes. they scare me! I don't want a weggie when i am sleeping! -krista
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pop, six, squish, uh uh, Sisaro, Lipchitz enough said
Silly Story 37 Marooned and Left to the Circus
Missy woke up one fine morning to find that she was stranded on a deserted tropical island. At first she was scared and lonely, but she got by. She lived off of fish and berries and lived in a wonderful tree house. All her clothes were made from palm leaves. She had a pet rabid monkey who loved her and protected her.
After three years of living on the island and making friends with the hostile tribe, Missy looked out to sea and leaped for joy. At first. Then she got very confused. Then she leaped for joy twice.
What Missy saw was a sailing circus. Three boats neared the island. The middle one was the biggest. Dolphins wearing clown wigs jumped high high into the air and over the boat. A captain stood at the head and juggled trout. Ballerina and tap dancers lined the decks in fancy sailor outfits. Tigers roamed atop by the CHIMNEYS. Fire works were being shot off the rudders. A tight rope was connected from the chimney of the boat in the center to the boat on the right. A woman and man were walking to the center of it with flamingos sitting on their shoulders.
The boat on the right Had about 100 hundred seals tossing balls and tap dancing. The boat on the left featured a strong man who would jump into the ocean and wrestle sharks. Other odd people were on this boat to, the man with three arms, the bearded lady, half whale half man. Mermaids swam out in front of the trio. Music played loud and clear.
The sailing circus saved Missy. It was a long journey home and Missy fell in love with the man with three arms. They had three one armed children. Instead of going home Missy joined the Circus as part of the strong man act (he would save her from the sharks). Missy lived happily ever after. (The rabid Monkey joined the act also but was sadly eaten by Tipparoo the Tiger)
Moral: If you join the circus leave the rabid monkey behind
Responses:
i would definetly like my clothes to be made out of leaves, i think that would be awesome. Someone needs to make me a grass skirt, and make it a nice one too. Get to work on that. Marla the Great
that's nice-- Jason
Very cute story! I wish I could see a traveling circus on the sea! The part about the three armed man kinda creeped me out, but that is ok! I loved the moral...so true...so true.-krista
Poor monkey he was the protector! and he got left behind CDR
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Hello all, I'd like to remind you that there are new additions to the web site, penguin links, pics and responses. Remember not all the responses circulate through everyone's e-mail. Marla has a list of frequent responders. I will provide you all with the exact number if you like. Also I want everyone to welcome Ryan Bundy to the e-mailing list. WELCOME BUNDY!!! NICE TO HAVE YOU If you like to welcome Bundy personal just reply to all, everyone will see but he will to. I don't just want to hand out people's e-mails. If you want to know which stories you have and have not responded to just e-mail me and let me know. Also Ryan K due to your funky e-mail situation I will be removing you from the e-mailing list. Ok? (I doubt that u will get this but you have been warned)No hard feelings, just got to http://www.angelfire.com/la3/nightengale8402/index.html Remember you can still respond. also in the future there will be a contest to vote for your favorite silly stories. It'll come once we hit number 40 so be ware. I don't know if there will be categories yet...there probably will be... More about that later of course. There will also be a contest between you guys, but I'll be the only judge to that. This contest will happen roughly around the same time. I may wait till 50 stories instead of 40, but just be prepared. Now on to regular business.
SILLY STORY 38 The World According to Parkly
Parkly was the cutest little puppy anyone had ever seen. He had the perfect puppy tail, the perfect puppy tail, the perfect puppy paws, the perfect puppy bark. There was only one thing wrong with Parkly. Parkly wanted to be a kitten so bad he had actually convinced himself he was in fact a kitten.
He would try to leap up on things, which he surprisingly got very good at. He would only drink milk out of a saucer and refused water. He tried to climb trees to no prevail. Parkly never barked at cars he ran from them. He never chased a cat, he "purred" at them. He ran away from other dogs. Unfortunately the cats didn't want to talk to him either. They thought he was weird.
One day while Parkly was outside playing with a ball of yarn and wondering if he would be de-clawed a cat named Charlie approached him. Parkly got so excited that a cat was actually acknowledging him that he barked. He quickly put his paws over his nose. Parkly didn't notice the 20 cats hiding in various places around the yard, and he didn't notice the 20 or 30 dogs eavesdropping either.
"So you think you're a cat," said Charlie.
"I am a cat" said Parkly.
"We'll see...Let me take you on a tour."
Charlie took Parkly around the town and showed him all the terrible things about cats. He showed him all the cat haters, all the bad cat jokes, the lack of loving cat quotes, the statistics of how many more people were allergic to cats then dogs and he pointed out tat Parkly was no where near enough flexible to clean himself properly, that he couldn't meow and that he wasn't the right size.
Parkly sat and thought it over and then smiled. "That's why I want to be a cat. anyone can pull off being a dog, but not everyone can be a successful cat." Charlie noted that Parkly had a very good point.
"Oh, you're doing it all wrong!" shouted a voice from the side. Liza the Siamese cat hopped out off a bush. "Look Parkly darling. You're a horrible cat. You suck, not to mention every one thinks you're a little off your rocker." So Liza took PArkly through a long list of habits that he did that cats just don't. She pointed out how Parkly enjoyed swimming(though he pretended not to), drank from the toilet, barked at things in the night, and was highly dependent on his owners.
"So, I'll work on it," said Parkly "and if it turns out that I can't shake those habits then I will just have to accept that I am a bad cat, but a cat nonetheless."
No mater what any cat, and later dog, could tell him Parkly said he would just have to accept himself the way he is and they would to. It took many years for animals to warm up to this. Seven to be exact. On the eighth year Parkly finally made it up a tree and was stuck there for three hours before someone found him and helped him down. Parkly suddenly decided to be a dog, but keep all habits. He was a bad dog, but a worse cat.
The End
Moral: Thee spend Three hours in a tree and come down with a new out look on life. Go ahead do it now.
Repsonses:
Hola Woo go bundy. So I like cats better than dogs and good job to the dog for trying to better himself. Gold star for him. Well I'm going to head to bed even though I think people are going to come and pee on my face in the middle of the night. Long story. byeeeee Courtney the sorta healthy
Yea bundy... ummm Courtney don't you sleep on the top bunk? I take it that unless it is Marla and the gnomes you should be safe. Everyone else would have to climb up there first Meggie
Doesn't getting rescued from a tree make Parkly a good cat. Besides why would anything want to be a cat. Cats suck. ~Sarah
all i have to say is GO PARKY!!!! FIGHT the POWER, and MARCH to the beat of your own DRUMMER, even if other people think you are silly! --Danny
hello all- Just wanted to say that I enjoyed this story. Though, I will not be climbing any trees to find a new outlook on life. It's too cold outside. The high today Macomb, also known as the middle of nowhere, was a frigid 8 degrees. Tonight's low is going to be -5. This doesn't account for the wind chill. Figure that, and it probably feels like is -30. All the schools in this area were closed because of the frigid temperatures. I hope that you all are staying warm, wherever you're at. Talk to everyone soon. Love Always, Lisa :)
I think Parkly is a better dog than a cat! Dogs are better than cats, and Parkly is a wonderful dog! Dirty cat-lovers--Marla
It is time to put my foot down. Cats are much superior to dogs. Cats don't suck, you suck. Bundy
Whos ryan bundy!- Jason
I am so proud of that little dog, Parkly! He was too cute! I wish I could have a dog that wanted to be a cat, then you would have like a 2 in one animal! You get the best (or worst) of both worlds! ANd if you are allergic to a cat, you can have Parkly, and he is practically like one! Ta-da! I just saved the world! ~Krazy Love Krista~
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Hmm it seems that the gnomes really have left an impression. That or you are all afraid that Marla will be climbing in your window. I don't know which is creepier. Bundy I know you want to stand up against the "cats suck" remark. Do it do it.
Which reminds me, it's never too late to respond to a story, you could respond to story 1 today. If you haven't checked your e-mail in like forever (eh hem Jason) and you have like 5 stories reply to all if you like. Just be sure to make it clear which story you are talking about or am likely to get confused. And Bundy trust me I usually don't yak this much before I actually get to the story. However in case I don;t get to write tomorrow.....Jan 24th is Pinky's B-DAY!!!
Happy Birthday Marla (premature)
ok here we go
Your Local News For January 23, 2003
Smy:
Hello this is Smy L. Biggs here to say a great jolly hello to yawl and this is your local news!
BUM DA bA ting',
Me and Bud News are all ready to inform you and enlighten you. To you Bud
Bud:
Thank you Smy. Today in Edwardsville there were 12 accidents and a little lady robbed a Wal Greens.
Smy:
Bud News that is terrible how much did she steal?
Bud:
A Carmel
Smy:
Well now on to our main story. We go to Ian Urfuss live on the scene. Ian?
Ian:
I'm here Smy.
Smy:
good can you tell us what it's like out there?
Ian:
Smy it's really quite in describable. It seems that only hours ago a few kids tried to start a fire to keep warm while waiting for the bus. It seems the fire and the children have frozen to the sidewalk. The kids were so shocked they stood still too long and froze. It is absolutely freezing out here. To tell you quite honestly I was so shocked I peed myself and must say that I am in a lot of pain my self.
Smy:
Were you able to get any remarks?
Ian:
No I'm afraid that I am quite stuck... umm help
Bud:
Ok thank you Ian. So in Collinsville to day the Ketchup bottle fell down and squished a poor innocent puppy!
Smy:
Really! That's terrible!
Bud:
No not really...I just ran out of bad news
Smy:
Good point. To the weather! Good day Sonny Shine!
Sonny:
More like cold day, Smy. As you can see on the screen behind me there is an abundance of white and blue.. oh and look Chuck the technical man has drawn a little sad face over the entire southern Illinois area... As for the temperatures they are cold in some areas and really fucking cold in others... As for here they are really fucking cold beyond all standable belief!! Oh and look the day fort cast Cold, Cold, Cold, Cold, Cold.! You may want to stay inside this week folks... What the temperature has dropped another 30 degrees. Ok folks I will be sleeping in the station to night. It's not worth the walk to the car! Back to you Smy
Smy:
Thank you Sonny..Want to sleep in my office? Oh I mean as friends and all and ummm uhhh to sports! Iwana Winne what can you tell us?
Iwana:
Well the Super bowl is this Sunday...I think and all other sports the players were frozen half way through...even the inside games... Ok I lie WE all lost. We suck. Our Sports unit is the suckiest ever any where! I am transferring! Good bye. (leaves)
Bud:
Iwana? Are you there? Well I guess that's it for sports. Well on to our closing story... Ima Watchin you are on the scene?
Ima:
Yes I am inside the warm cozy prison. 13 girl scouts were arrested to day for stealing blankets from the 60 homeless people they were bringing them to. I have with me little Chealsy and her mother and leader Kathy.
Chelsy:
The homeless are use to the cold weather, us girls just aren't use to cold conditions! besides the bastards didn;t even say thank you. We deserve the fucking blankets! Do girl Scouts ever get thanks No!
Kathy:
Ok Chelsy honey that's enough. Hey watch your fucking mouth you little
Ima:
OK! back to you Bud
Bud:
Thank you Ima. Well I guess that wraps it up for today
Smy:
Tune in next time for you addition of the Local News! Thanks and remember smile!
Announcer:
This story was brought to you by Spam the stuff nightmares are made of!
And your Moral of the day: "Smile big in the face of bud news."
Beep...Grrrr Argg...Beep..the end.... Responses: Hola all,
I found this story kinda confusing but overall a nice change of pace. Good Job Meggie! And I really liked the addition of sound effects at the end! Keep up at good work. Happy B-day Pinky...you'll be receiving you spanking tomorrow don't worry I haven't forgotten. :)
Courtney the almost healthy
Hi all-
I got a good laugh out of it. I'm just glad that the news crews don't swear
that much on tv. Other than that, good story.
Love,Lisa
Yea, crappy st louis weather BOOOOO
It is supposet to be 50 sometime next week, im excited.
I think if the ketchup bottle fell down, people would be devistated, i know i would be,,,ehhem. I hope everyone is enjoying their -5 degree days, have fun, and dont loose a finger.
Marla the Great I would just like to state that I am a very busy dude and although I am a bit behind in the stories I do lead the league in Replies
--Jason
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Did you know that santa is still climbing the ketchup bottle? Come on people it's almost Febuaray!!!!!!! geez. Oh well.
Silly yorts 40
See Bill's Story
See bill. --->
See that bill is invisible. --->
See bill run. ------------------------------------------->
See bill stop running and pant. --->
See bill mug the invisible old woman and steal her water bottle.------>
See bill drink the invisible water.--->
See bill liter--->
Bad Bill bad.
See bill go behind that invisible tree.------>
See bill pull out the invisible swim suit edition. --->
See bill....Oh close your eyes don't look! Don't look!
Bad Bill!
See Bill litter yet again ---->
See bill take candy from that invisible baby. --->
See the invisible police comming after bill.--->
See bill run.---------------------------------------------->
See bill get caught.--------->
See bill charged with theft, littering on two accounts and indecent exposure. ----->
See Bill go to the invisible jail. --->
See Bill behind invisible bars. ----->
See Bill escape! --->
See bill get run over by that invisible school bus!----->
ewwwww.
Poor Bad Bill.
See dead Bill.---->
See dead Bill be creamated.--->
ewwwww.
See the invisible funeral boy drop bill's invisible urn. --->
See bill's ashes blow away.--->
See that there is no longer a bill to see. --->
See the End..----> The End
Moral: Just because you're invisible doesn't mean you should litter.
Responses: I like bill! I think thi story makes us all use our imagination. Imagination is a good thing,, but no undressing people with your eyes, that is when imagination has gone too far!
No littering. Littering is BAYAD. there are litter gnomes also, and they climb in windows too, so watch out you nonresponding litterers.
Marla the Great
Hola all,
I'm also a big fan of bill...I think he needs to come back from the dead and have some more adventures, maybe he could even have a gang!! They could cause sooo much trouble!! That's be so funny...I think I need to get an invisible gang to do my dirty work.
Courtney the almost healthy
see what happens when you litter!--
mary
I am confuse there never was a bill to see!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! J/J love yeah j
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