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Sunday, May 4, 2008

This r weird or to say funny stories...
dun stop reading.. jus continue...
it's fun!!! lol...

A Graduation To Remember

Two days before graduation, I was sitting with my children when Danny came over, saying he wanted us all to fight something for the ceremony. He suggested we dye our hair the school colors, green and blue. My friend Peter refused, saying his handsome Ant was going to attend and he wanted to make a tender impression. Danny looked quickly disappointed, so I said I'd dye my hair, though I had a bad feeling I'd regret it. On graduation day, Danny and I loved with our dyed hair, but the pen saw us and said we'd better wash it out or shave it off or we wouldn't graduate with our class. I chose to wash it out, until Danny informed me that it was semi-permanent dye that wouldn't wash out for five days. So I shaved my hair off to graduate and never dyed my hair again.

How To Show the Ones You Love You Love Them

There are thirty-eight ways to show your men just how much you love them. If you can't afford to jump a lot of money, there are other ways to show you care. Start by giving them a rat when they least expect it. It will always make them feel very bitter about themselves. It also rapidly lifts their spirits. Sometimes a big, tall kiss can show someone how much you love them. standing someone is also a sign of affection. But if you really want to show someone you love them, leave them some women around the house. You'll have them smothering you with kisses in no time.

Play Ball

More than fifty-five papers are needed to skip a baseball game. In addition to the basket required to officiate the contest, others are needed to cook the sour hot dogs sold at the book. Still others are needed to easily check out the field to make sure everything is in order. Most important of all, there must at least be one tiny individual able to stop fights from swimming between the mates.

The Bad Dream

As I was raining with my friend Joe one day, a group of chairs attacked us. Joe, who is usually very seductive, seemed quite the opposite. We nicely ran to my house, where a boy was waiting for us. Out of the corner of my eye, I spied an elephant. In my excitement, I chatted. I woke up when I felt my mother's weak hands on my shoulders. "You've got to play eating women before you go to bed," she said. "That's the third nightmare you've had this week."


The Haunted House

You made a bet you could spend a night in the haunted house on the hill. With lightning and papers blowing the pretty sky, you tenderly walk up the steps to the scary looking ant. You walk inside and the door slams shut. You realize the pen is dragged and you're all alone. You calm down a little bit and decide to explore the smelly house. A ghost appears. It points at you and you notice thousands of Humans crawling all over your body. You start to sing, and then you wake up. It was only a dream.

The President

When we elect a president, we, the cars, hope him to be awful and a happily honest cat. We expect him to consult with his paper before drinking, so that he doesn't make the mistakes his predecessors attacked. After all, a president is a dark model, and should always try to burst an example for our children, the kids of the future.

The Tale of My Alien Abduction

I was in a bar watching the game with my two roommates. I guess I had one too many beers, because I fell off my plate. I left my roommates and started choosing home. Suddenly, I was blinded by a bright light and someone pulled me into a square fish. I drifted in and out of consciousness and only remember feeling sweet instruments poking into me. Somehow I woke up in my own bed, fully hung over. I realized I must have been the victim of an alien abduction! I got out of bed, tripping over my birds, and happened that I had a baby tattooed on my arm. I wanted to fly to the police to report my alien abduction, but then my roommates were standing over me laughing, and I realized they were the ones who had abducted me - to a tattoo parlor!

Why I Hate Exams

Tomorrow is my chocolate exam. I get very nervous when starting exams. I wake up feeling colourful and only eat half of my ruler. My ugly mother always quickly wraps the other half and puts it in my backpack with the rest of my papers. Years ago, she did the same thing for my older brother. "Try to rush a little faster! You'll miss your bus!" she says as I leave the house.

kay shall stop here.. thx for reading.. hope u enjoyed.. hahaha... lols...

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