Monday, September 20, 2010

MONDAY: A Nice Story

I feel quite lethargic right now. School was particularly soul-sapping today and I was a bit too tired for cadets afterwards. When I got home, I fell asleep trying to memorise 'general knowledge' for my piano exam.

So in the absence of any creative output from myself, here's a lovely short story written by Janet and JKo during physics (one word at a time):

Neil's Adventure
Neil likes to play with himself while Jin watches videos on Redtube, especially those of black men playing with other asian guys. But, Neil caught a butterfly and realised that there was more fun in playing with pink elephants.

He asked Janet, 'Hey! Do I look like a hot metrosexual?'

Janet replied, 'Hell, I reckon you are kinda babe, but the faces is a major problem...'

Neil was very angry so went to JKo crying. 'Omg! Janet doesn't think I'm a fully sick yalla brewwwww. What the fuck?'

Jko slapped Jin, telling Neil to man up and get a job.

'Dude just because I'm awesome and taller, hotter, and smart, doesn't mean that you can't get a job at Sparkles Strip Joint!'

Neil had no shame and went to Sparkles Strip Joint. When the owner arrived she was told:

'Hi, I like it anywhere except my backdoor because it kinda hurts. But do give me employment here, I like to take all my clothes off seductively to flash music.'

The owner said. "You're a bit too ugly, and could be a bit curvier. But I'll give you a shot, if you can lick cream off my face ;)'

So Neil was happy and took some Viagra to help his stripping. Newly named 'Shamless Dota', fame and sluttiness came along quickly. Lady Gaga told Neil, 'Hey, sexy wanna come to my room? I've got a jacuzzi.'

Neil was ecstatic, 'Oh my god, yes! I luuuuurve jacuzzis!'

So, he followed her and began dancing around while taking drugs. Unfortunately, his pants fell down so he died.

Lady Gaga was happy and also sad. She died too, unfortunately.

The End.


In hindsight, it would have been smarter to scan the story instead of typing it out. Well, that's all of it. Nobel Prize-worthy stuff.

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