Friday, December 24, 2010

Story #2: Crunch and Mold

Note:  To understand where this came from, read this.
This may be our most disjointed tale ever:

LAThere once was a kooky family that sat around sharing memories. The times shared KJwere somewhat crazy. Probably because of the dog chases that took place every night. MeBut the dogs loved it. They fought back with uzzi's, spitwads, and rubber band guns. The cats used potato cannons to ward off the postal service JFand the dogs had a hard time not laughing hysterically at all of the crunching sounds of chips being smacked. JLSo the children laughed and laughed. . . and fed the dogs (greyhounds) peanut butter and carrot sticks and the dogs stopped laughing and began to understand the crunchy sounds.

So CJloud! They were eating sunflower seed butter because peanut butter has mold. Then they tried to think of all the other things that had mold. After that, they went to the MFNeptune Festival and there was mold on everything- the car, the sand, the water. . . Thankfully it started to rain so everyone jumped in the car and headed home. They lived happily ever after.

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