After checking my email account today I forgot to log out so I went to youtube, and then bam! I'm logged into youtube, it's really worring how much google now owns on the net, gmail, blogger, youtube, and now google circles or what ever. It's scary, an internet empire. But aleast they don't own cracked, yet. But anyways, you not here to for my social commentary on the fall of humanity's independence to a corporate run super red state, your here for my writings, so here they are:
All three are based on one of six themes, the first one is based on the theme on romance, the second is historical and third is horror and comedy.
1) "It is 4am in the city. There is no one about. Sé walked around the alley ways humming all the time. For once life was good, no women to ruin it. He saw nothing wrong with women per-say but every time he had a date, bad stuff happened, and he always got broken bones. In the two weeks since he had let her, he had got that great job in the bank, a snazzy car in a bet, that ten tonne elephant was out of his penthouse and."
How do you get an elephant into a penthouse?" Asked Sean, Miles sighed.
"You know kid, I'm just trying to tell you the love story between your papa and you ma'am." Growled the bartender. "In sixty years I've been bar tending, I've never been desturbed in telling a story, not since I blackmailed the sea monkey guy. Anway Sé was walking down an alley onto the open street. Now it's the middle of night so he doesn't check for on coming traffic. Now as tough as you paps is he couldn't take a knock to the head via a ten tonne truck. Now out of the truck stepped out this beautiful red head, and as she stared into your father's eyes."
"So thats my mum I geuss." blurted out Séan, but the bartender shook his head.
"All that woman did was set off the events that caused your father and mother to meet. But it all so silly you could never make it into a Romcom movie." Continued the bar tender. "Possibly a bad romantic novel writen by some git face teenager forced to write it for some reason or other, BUT NOT A MOVIE."
2) It's 4 am in the city. There is no-one about. Except in one small ware house where a man is tied upside down while three other men looked on, two with baseball bats standing by a third who was seated.
"Well this is a nice way to treat guestes!" Commented the hanged man, the seated man shooked his head.
"Guestes don;t spy on their hostes for rival gang bosses. It's bad enough Chircargo already had Bug Moran and Al Capone leaving me little space for poor little me." Replied the seated man.
"So you think I'am a rival gangster." Commented the hanged man, the three men nodded.
"Or FBI." Yelled on of the clud wielding men, the gang boss and the other clubsman stared at him.
"I said Fed, not FBI. For a made man your pretty thick." Said the gangboss. The hanged man swung from side to side.
"Why do you kiddo?" Asked the other clubsman.
"I'm bored of waiting for you to murder me, I want my pinyata like death a little more fun for you." Replied the hanged man.
"OH, we're not going to kill you" Remarked the crime boss, a slight grin on his face. "We're going to make you sing."
3) It is 4am in the city. There is no-one about. Ronnie jumped from building to building, running from, what ever that thing was, this it! It jumped after him and the night hid it's form, only hes flash light showed the way. He jumped another building, he heard it's footsteps. An he ran on, knowing he had to stop somewhere, eventul. So he jumped the last gap, the other end of the building opened on to the street. He jumper half way, and then nearly fell down, he clung to the wall and looked backed, his flash light was dropped. It jumped the casasm, he pulled himself up. He looked down, the flash light showing the chimeric horror of his past. It had pale skin, red eyes, black fur, and worst of all, two scarves.
"Daddy, why don't you want to play with me and mister snuggles?" Asked the child as she raised her toy. Ronnie screamed, the universe's two scariest horrors, a teddy bear and a child of his line, with matching scarves.
Ronnie shot out of bed, and checked the clock. His sweet ran down his body, it was 12:00 am. He saw his wife walking into the room carring a steamy mug.
"What's wrong mi'darling?" Asked his wife.
"I had a nightmare, we had a child." His wife gasped. "And she had a teddy bear," His wife gasped again. "And they has matching scarves!" His wife gasped a third time and fell unconscience in shock. Ronnie sighed as the liquid spread on the floor. Being a vampire ment you had to be careful with carpet.
The that's all dude,
Jamie.
All three are based on one of six themes, the first one is based on the theme on romance, the second is historical and third is horror and comedy.
1) "It is 4am in the city. There is no one about. Sé walked around the alley ways humming all the time. For once life was good, no women to ruin it. He saw nothing wrong with women per-say but every time he had a date, bad stuff happened, and he always got broken bones. In the two weeks since he had let her, he had got that great job in the bank, a snazzy car in a bet, that ten tonne elephant was out of his penthouse and."
How do you get an elephant into a penthouse?" Asked Sean, Miles sighed.
"You know kid, I'm just trying to tell you the love story between your papa and you ma'am." Growled the bartender. "In sixty years I've been bar tending, I've never been desturbed in telling a story, not since I blackmailed the sea monkey guy. Anway Sé was walking down an alley onto the open street. Now it's the middle of night so he doesn't check for on coming traffic. Now as tough as you paps is he couldn't take a knock to the head via a ten tonne truck. Now out of the truck stepped out this beautiful red head, and as she stared into your father's eyes."
"So thats my mum I geuss." blurted out Séan, but the bartender shook his head.
"All that woman did was set off the events that caused your father and mother to meet. But it all so silly you could never make it into a Romcom movie." Continued the bar tender. "Possibly a bad romantic novel writen by some git face teenager forced to write it for some reason or other, BUT NOT A MOVIE."
2) It's 4 am in the city. There is no-one about. Except in one small ware house where a man is tied upside down while three other men looked on, two with baseball bats standing by a third who was seated.
"Well this is a nice way to treat guestes!" Commented the hanged man, the seated man shooked his head.
"Guestes don;t spy on their hostes for rival gang bosses. It's bad enough Chircargo already had Bug Moran and Al Capone leaving me little space for poor little me." Replied the seated man.
"So you think I'am a rival gangster." Commented the hanged man, the three men nodded.
"Or FBI." Yelled on of the clud wielding men, the gang boss and the other clubsman stared at him.
"I said Fed, not FBI. For a made man your pretty thick." Said the gangboss. The hanged man swung from side to side.
"Why do you kiddo?" Asked the other clubsman.
"I'm bored of waiting for you to murder me, I want my pinyata like death a little more fun for you." Replied the hanged man.
"OH, we're not going to kill you" Remarked the crime boss, a slight grin on his face. "We're going to make you sing."
3) It is 4am in the city. There is no-one about. Ronnie jumped from building to building, running from, what ever that thing was, this it! It jumped after him and the night hid it's form, only hes flash light showed the way. He jumped another building, he heard it's footsteps. An he ran on, knowing he had to stop somewhere, eventul. So he jumped the last gap, the other end of the building opened on to the street. He jumper half way, and then nearly fell down, he clung to the wall and looked backed, his flash light was dropped. It jumped the casasm, he pulled himself up. He looked down, the flash light showing the chimeric horror of his past. It had pale skin, red eyes, black fur, and worst of all, two scarves.
"Daddy, why don't you want to play with me and mister snuggles?" Asked the child as she raised her toy. Ronnie screamed, the universe's two scariest horrors, a teddy bear and a child of his line, with matching scarves.
Ronnie shot out of bed, and checked the clock. His sweet ran down his body, it was 12:00 am. He saw his wife walking into the room carring a steamy mug.
"What's wrong mi'darling?" Asked his wife.
"I had a nightmare, we had a child." His wife gasped. "And she had a teddy bear," His wife gasped again. "And they has matching scarves!" His wife gasped a third time and fell unconscience in shock. Ronnie sighed as the liquid spread on the floor. Being a vampire ment you had to be careful with carpet.
The that's all dude,
Jamie.
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