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101 Donations
Once long ago two dogs, Ping Pong and Perdita, had puppies. Now, their owners, Mr. Rogers and Anita, had very little space in their house and donated the puppies to Cruela De Ville. But after they did this, Mr. Rogers and Anita realized they could sell the puppies. So, they tried to steal the puppies back. This upset Cruela very much. She tried to keep the puppies with the help of her two friends, however, mean Ping Pong and Perdita
wrecked her car when they shoved a potato into her exhaust pipe and popped her tires. Mr. Rogers and Anita got the puppies back and sold them to hunters for target practice.
The Chamber
Hi! I'm a marshmallow. I used to just be a huge pool of white goop, but then I was made into one marshmallow -the big kind, not the small, the big kind. Anyway, I was then packaged and sent to a store where I was bought. Once someone bought me I was squished in the trunk of my new owner's vehicle. We got home and they put me out on a counter. Then, they got some graham crackers and chocolate and put them next to me. Next, they put the chocolate and me on the graham cracker. Now, we were sent to a chamber that I've never seen before and radiation passed through us. Once I bubbled, and my body was totally dismembered they ate me. And now their almost finished me, almo...
A Deadly Game!!
And they walk! With eyes of hatred afixed on eachother. Their lips curled above clenched teeth. A burning red showing throughout their bodies. What was once a game is now a
fight to the death. To return to The Game day after day is pure luck. Some say they're crazy, some say they're fools, others join... join the fight to the death. This is a fight where
people throw the small, prickly seeds from trees at eachother.
Don't You Hate it When Things ?
Here is my story about a time when something of mine disappeared. HEY!!! Where'd my story go?
Garfield, the cat, is so popular because the stripes on his back hipnotize people to watch his show and buy the products.
(Note: In my seventh grade english class, people would always play with the hole punch. So, I made up this story for it.)
The reason people play with Mrs. Horn's hole puncher is because it is the ancient god Kupuktu who wants to be released from it's evil realm in the hole puncher. And, if 2000 hands touch it, without the need to actually use it for the right purpose, the evil shall reign.
(Note: I was playing with an old typewriter one night when I was very tired and composed the following rhymes.)
Mary made the pie.
Georgie turned the knob.
Slipped it in the oven.
"Where's Bob?"
Got too close to the mixing machine,
and SCHWOOOP! he went down.
Alma's grandmother has ticks.
No one has Alma's grandmother.
I once knew a man named Oliver.
He had no concept of rhymes.
by Oliver
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