How could you resist?
So I was online, doing some research stuff...And I was on Wikipedia. I realized the strange principles of the Wikipedia. I mean, couldn't someone go to an entry on Antarctica, and post something strange like "Well, I swam with the lemures in the warm, equatorial waters off the coast of Antarctica." I realize that that would be dextructive to the Wikipedia community/aim thing, but I still find it strange that nobody has done that yet. I was reading along, on a completely unrelated topic to the one I was researching, and I come along a link to a page on the "satsuma rebellion" I kid you not. Of course, I had to come up with a fitting story for this "satsuma rebellion."
Once, a long, long time ago, back when Australia was a colony of Bulgaria, and New Zealand was devoid of sheep, the succulent satsuma was the main export of Slovokian New Zealand. Back then, the now tiny satsuma was as big as a soccer ball. The giant satsuma trees hung heavy with the succulent citrus.But then, the evil king placed a tax on every pound of satsuma exported from Slovokian New Zealand. And so, all of the satsuma growers moved down to Bulgarian New Zealand, where they could grow their satsumas free of tax. The evil king, who had already spent the expected procedes of the satsuma tax, fell into debt, and Slovokia perished, at least for a little while. The End.
Oh, and I started a story blog, about a girl during the French Revolution. It's at http://bernadettesstory.blogspot.com
Once, a long, long time ago, back when Australia was a colony of Bulgaria, and New Zealand was devoid of sheep, the succulent satsuma was the main export of Slovokian New Zealand. Back then, the now tiny satsuma was as big as a soccer ball. The giant satsuma trees hung heavy with the succulent citrus.But then, the evil king placed a tax on every pound of satsuma exported from Slovokian New Zealand. And so, all of the satsuma growers moved down to Bulgarian New Zealand, where they could grow their satsumas free of tax. The evil king, who had already spent the expected procedes of the satsuma tax, fell into debt, and Slovokia perished, at least for a little while. The End.
Oh, and I started a story blog, about a girl during the French Revolution. It's at http://bernadettesstory.blogspot.com
3 Comments:
nice story!!! haha!!! "swimming with the lemurs in antarctica..." that's perhaps the best thing I have ever read on your blog. Greatest line ever.
By Ahaneen, at 7:53 PM
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If I could speak in any
language in heaven or
on earth but didn't love
others, I would only be
making meaningless noise
like a loud gong or a
clanging cymbal. If I
had the gift of prophecy,
and if I knew all the
mysteries of the future
and knew everything
about everything, but
didn't love others, what
good would I be? And
if I had the gift of faith
so that I could speak
to a mountain and make
it move, without love
I would be no good to
anybody. If I gave
everything I have to
the poor and even
sacrificed my body,
I could boast about it;
but if I didn't love others,
I would be of no value
whatsoever. Love is
patient and kind. Love
is not jealous or boastful
or proud or rude. Love
does not demand its
own way. Love is not
irritable, and it keeps
no record of when it
has been wronged.
It is never glad about
injustice but rejoices
whenever the truth
wins out. Love never
gives up, never loses
faith, is always hopeful,
and endures through
every circumstance.
May You Always
Experience This
Kind Of Love,
Dr. Howdy
By Videos by Professor Howdy, at 7:55 PM
Was that comment spam? Kind of hard to tell, because usually comment spam has links to italian porn, or something wierd like that. This is really beautiful and deep!
By Ravens n' Robins, at 8:28 PM
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