Can you tell me the crazyest, shortest story?!


Question: It doesn't have to be real at all


Answers: It doesn't have to be real at all

Me And You! Is Friends ...

You Smile, I Smile ...

You Hurt, I Hurt ...

You Cry, I Cry ..

You Jump Off A Bridge .

I'm Gonna Miss Your E-Mails

This is real:
A baby puked down the back of my khaki pants in a public bathroom when I squatted down to pick up the toy he had dropped =|

this man went on a quest, saved a village, married a princess lived happily ever after.

at looooooooonnnnnnnnnggggggg last ........
the CHICKEN crossed the ROAD......
and lived happily ever after!!!!!

i went to work .. it was boring.. got home. sigh. the end

This story is the most longest story ever told..

Once, there was a dinosaur, he went up the hill and...

That's the end...

Jack was sick of all the other sixth grade boys picking on him. They laughed at the clothes his mother picked out for him to wear every morning. They laughed at his Spongebob lunchbox and called him a baby. And worst of all they laughed at him in gym class as he tried to keep up with everyone during basketball. He always kept one hand clutched at the bottom of his shirt to keep it from coming up while he ran and played. He hated when his stomach showed and they called him Pork Belly.

During lunch break, Paul, the leader of the bullies would come over and make fun of Jack as he ate, calling him Oinker and Blubberbutt. Then he would take the brownie that Jack’s mom always made as a special treat and eat it in one big bite. “Fat boys don’t need brownies”, Paul would always say.

Jack was playing in his backyard after school one day when he noticed a dead sparrow by the bushes. He poked it with a stick and a beetle crawled out from under it. He backed away a little, then flipped the bird over with the stick. He dropped the stick in disgust as a writhing mass of yellow-white maggots was revealed. He stared in repulsed fascination.

Jack went into the house and got a cup and spoon. He came back out and carefully scooped the maggots into the cup, his brows crinkled in thought. He returned to the kitchen and found his mom’s cookbook and her recipe for brownies.

Carefully, Jack measured out every ingredient. He wanted these brownies to be perfect. Finally, just before he poured the mix into the baking pan he added his last ingredient. The maggots slowly sank into the batter as he stirred.

The next day at lunch, Jack waited for Paul to come over.

“What’s up fat ***,” Paul said as he stuffed Jack’s brownie in his mouth.

For the first time in his sixth grade school year, Jack smiled.

i love the story up top of me =]



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