Need a story/

thanks

 

im going to do one more, and i will try to have it make sence and still be good



Once upon, there was a baby wolf who was the youngest of a pack of 6. He was always curious and loved to scratch and crawl all over his siblings for fun. one day, the pack decides to go out into the woods to hunt for some food. the baby wolf was always the farthest behind the pack, cause he would always get caught up at looking at all the beauty that surrounded him in the forest. He would chew at the grass just to see how it tasted, and tried to catch the lady bugs just to see if he could make it his friend.

Before he knew it, he lost track of his pack and became very uneasy. he cried out "hey mama wolf?!?!"...and there was no response. he then howled and scurred all around the dim woods trying to find his family. "hey mama wolf!!!" he always screamed, but there was never a response, until he found them...his family had a nasty encounter with a pack of poachers...the wolfs, however, were intellegent and powerful. They were able to knock them down, then procceded to naw on their flesh and bones. The wolfs were very full and satisfed, and returned back to their den by the outskirts of the woods, feeling a little bit safer knowing there are 18 less poachers out there trying to kill them

 

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Summer sausage?!

 

hmmm

Once a baby boy was borned. His parents named him Eric. Eric, growing up, was not like most boys. Instead of playing with GI Joe, he played with Barbie. Instead of making the girls giggle, the boys made him giggle. Instead of having posters of pamela anderson pinned on his wall, he had posters of brad pitt.

When Eric decided to come out to his parents on his 18th birthday, he was nervous. He was not sure how they would react, as they were christians, but he knew in his heart that his parents would love him no matter what.

"Mom, dad, I have something to tell you."
"Yes, son, what is it?" Asked Eric's father.
"I... I'm gay."

His parents were at first speechless, and then asked for him to give them awhile to let this information sink in. A few days passed without mention of the "g" word. Then weeks passed. During these few weeks, Eric's father acted strangely, engaging in little conversation, while his mother acted like a prude bitch.

Finally, after all that time, Eric's parents finally sat down and talked with him. They explained that due to their religious faith, they could not allow their son to remain homosexual. They would not be associated with what would be perceived by God as an abomination.

Eric informed his parents, however, that he wouldn't change. That they should love him no matter what his sexual orientation was. They, however, disagreed. Upon Eric's moving out, his father announced that he would disown him. After that, he and his parents never spoke again.

In college, Eric experienced poor grades. He became a drugged up drunk, committed suicide, and went to heaven.

Eric's parents were right wing christian assholes. They forced their beliefs onto anyone - even their own child. And when they couldn't brainwash them, they blocked them out.

Eric's parents died many years later. They went to hell.

It's always bad to piss lesbians off. Especially, if one of 'em lesbians is God.

 

Below Utopia is declared the winner and should send the story to someone who will send money back. I myself never got any further than "It was a dark and stormy night ......"

 

why did i say "borned" ?? wtf
man :H how tired was i

 

hqha thats great

 

I wrote about the garlic grilled cheese phenomenon. Caleb and I finished that newsletter three minutes before the bell rang. It was a close one, for sure