It all started out as a regular day. With another toxic bath, brushing my three legged cows, and then running to school and away from the man eating cable car. That is a normal day right? Well two years of eating nothing but wooden tennis squares. Watching the T.V. and changing its diapers every so often. I walked into the clear blue sandstorm before dawn.
The tranquility of the morning was awesome because I only heard ten nuclear bombs go off. So I crawl out of the broken shower and get dressed in the shed. After another earthquake I get ready to go outside. I am so lucky to be living in a box/condo hotel. I check the time the clock strikes 2:78:83:34. That means I have 00:01:97:74 nanoseconds to do whatever I want. I decided to walk up the hill shaped like Frankenstein’s forehead. Up there, I found some abandoned turnip holes. I scurried into one of them and found a pirate’s shoe. I took it to the surface to eat for dessert. The taste was good, but it was no older than my stainless steel meteorite dust. When I finished most of the glove I went to school.
The bell imploded, time for class to begin.
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