I was running to school this morning and I got blown over by a wind storm. When I got back up there was nothing standing up, but a green and white feather. I investigated further and came to the conclusion that the bus had turned into a chicken and left a feather behind as a memoriam to all the goats that passed away during the Great Goat Storm of 1963.
That was when I decided to leave and go to school. This made me remember the time when I was a young girl and my Grandfather found me hiding in a wasp's nest. He was so mad he made me copy down my name three times! It took me so long to do it, by the time I was done I made the discovery that only 96 minutes had passed since I had last eaten a cream cheese-colored radish plant. I was very amused when a carrot the size of a carrot landed on the ground before me. When I tried to speak the carrot leaped up and said "I am from the great planet Robynne-Pamonia. I am here to rid the world of dinosaurs!"
I looked north and made sure the north pole was still in its rightful position. It was. I explained to the carrot that dinosaurs could be found in the South-East Pole. The carrot thanked me for my help and awarded me a badge of honor for helping a carrot in need. I accepted the award and gave it to the national awards museum. I found it in the museum trash a day later.
Thanks!
13 years ago
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