Tuesday, April 25, 2006
A Story with a Moral
Once upon a time in the fair kingdom of braunmont, there lived a lowly pheasant. Then the pheasant got shot by a peasant. Then the peasant (we'll call him Ed) robbed the mighty king of all his wealth and made off into the woods were he was promptly eaten by savage mosquitoes. Proving once and for all that you shouldn't steal. You can probably tell that I have no clue what to write about, and the Sharkman story hasn't had any more inspirations so far. But keep looking, I'm bound to have some interesting story to tell someday. Ideas anyone?
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2 comments:
Nope, sorry, I stink at storytelling. Your future children will be begging you at night to tell them a madeup bedtime story. Uncle Dave's brother makes up goofy stories very quick and easy and the kids always get a good laugh. Whenever we go visit, the kids are always begging Uncle Bill for another story, which Michael will frequently retell to us on our trip home.
I love fruity stories! Tell me more!!!
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