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I wish sweets weren't so habit forming to the point where I get all headachy.
pmcolt wrote:You had beautiful canoeing weather yesterday. While canoeing, you spotted something in the air. "Look," you exclaimed, "an ivory-billed woodpecker!" Both of you lean too far and get dumped into the water. As you cling to your capsized canoe, you notice a large fin in the water. "Shark!" you warn. "How can there be sharks here?!." The two of you manage to climb back into the canoe, but then the shark rams it at full speed, breaking it in half. You swim frantically to the shore.
As you drag yourself onto land, you stumble upon a nest of fire ants. You run down the shoreline screaming, covered in ants. Cyndi shouts for you to jump back in the water. You take a flying leap towards the water, and land on a rotting log just beneath the surface. You stand up, covered with ants, mud, and bits of wood.
The woodpecker, seeing the ants, swoops down and starts pecking at you. You try to shoo away the attacking bird, and manage to scare it off. Some passing birdwatchers see the end of the incident, recognize the bird, and report you for disturbing an endangered species.
pmcolt wrote:I wish I had something better to do than concoct that dumb story.
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