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| - | '''Butt's Twelve by Pies'''
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| - | The brisk wind blew upon his face. He ran silently. This was a runaway, Homsar. He
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| - | came across a fork in the road. He picked up the fork and saved it in case he needed to eat.
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| - | He then walked towards a better place. The place that was better. He was walking. He came
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| - | across a pathway. There was a sign, which said: somding; destiny; and playa. He saw the
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| - | sign. It said places. He was walking. And then he stopped. He remember his mom, a cup of
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| - | coffee, who had given him advice. She gave him advice. Homsar remembered her. Homsar then
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| - | remembered how she emitted steam. She had steam. He said, "Butt's twelve by pies!" Then a
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| - | fellow dressed in orange and blue came. He said in a kind of raspy voice, "Hey! I see you
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| - | like to eat pie! Which is why you should come to my place, Tub's Ticket Booth! We got all
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| - | kinds of crazy crap!" Homsar wondered why. He said we. "Sure, jengaship!" Homsar replied.
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| - | Tubs answered, "You play Jengaship, too? C'mon in my place!" They played a. Friendly game of
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| - | Jengaship. Tubs then said, "Oh, you just lost your Jengajam!" Homsar answered. "Hey, Tubs, I
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| - | just lost my Jengajam!" Tubs then gave him a shirt that said Samhro, because that was young
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| - | Homsar's original name, but very few knew that, and one of them was Tubs, strangely. Homsar
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| - | ate twelve pies called "Buttsby's Pies". Homsar knew it was time. To go. Tubs said, "Bye!"
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| - | And Homsar said, "Hey Tubs, I just lost my Jengajam!" The way Homsar had chosen. Was the
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| - | path called "Destiny".
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