story time
I saw this on TV once- take the titles of your favorite songs and use them to make up a story. It's pretty fun. I'm working on making a story out of my entire itunes library. Here's what I have so far. I know it's all FOB and DC- Heck yes, I'm a fanboy! 
Post your stories below~ it doesn't have to be long, just a few sentences. Try to make it funny. I'm bored!
One Saturday in July, I decided to go Nightswimming with my friend Parker. We decided to have a contest to see who's the fastest. I know Parker Lewis Can't Loose but I'm gunna give it my best shot. I found out however, that racing against him is More than I can take, and I got sucked down by the Currents and started Drowning. I started calling for help. I cried, " are there any Saints and Sailors?" I waited, but I heard no reply, so I yelled, "Anyone, anyone." After struggling for hours, I ran out of energy. I decided that I should Get busy living or get busy dying. I died a few minutes later, and as I reached for the Hand of God, I saw Angels with even Filthier Souls. I started floating up to Heaven Here, and they pronounced me Dead on Arrival. I went to God to be judged, but he decided to give me a second chance at life. He said, "Hands Down, you are the Ghost of a Good Thing," and he Vindicated me and sent me back. I found myself back in the ocean, and I was angry at God for putting me back there. I thought, "Tell that Mick he Just Made My List of Things to do Today!!!!" To my joy, however, a Yellow Submarine pulled up beside me. The captain came out, and said, "I have Reason to Believe you need help." I said, "I Do". I got in and he brought me back to shore, wher I felt the Warmth of the Sand.
Post your stories below~ it doesn't have to be long, just a few sentences. Try to make it funny. I'm bored!
One Saturday in July, I decided to go Nightswimming with my friend Parker. We decided to have a contest to see who's the fastest. I know Parker Lewis Can't Loose but I'm gunna give it my best shot. I found out however, that racing against him is More than I can take, and I got sucked down by the Currents and started Drowning. I started calling for help. I cried, " are there any Saints and Sailors?" I waited, but I heard no reply, so I yelled, "Anyone, anyone." After struggling for hours, I ran out of energy. I decided that I should Get busy living or get busy dying. I died a few minutes later, and as I reached for the Hand of God, I saw Angels with even Filthier Souls. I started floating up to Heaven Here, and they pronounced me Dead on Arrival. I went to God to be judged, but he decided to give me a second chance at life. He said, "Hands Down, you are the Ghost of a Good Thing," and he Vindicated me and sent me back. I found myself back in the ocean, and I was angry at God for putting me back there. I thought, "Tell that Mick he Just Made My List of Things to do Today!!!!" To my joy, however, a Yellow Submarine pulled up beside me. The captain came out, and said, "I have Reason to Believe you need help." I said, "I Do". I got in and he brought me back to shore, wher I felt the Warmth of the Sand.
This is why I never go to forums. People treat me like dirt.
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