My favorite Christmas tradition would be on Christmas eve. My little brother and I would sleep for 5 hours, tops! Whoever woke up first would wake the other (little bro always woke me up), this usually happens around 3am. Then we would dig through our stockings which hung over on the staircase! Mom and Dad always put puzzles and games in them to keep us busy, and would slip in a snack in to keep us out of the pantries. The result of this was my parents finding us passed-out on the couch with stocking stuffers covering the living room floor. Hope you guys had a Merry Christmas!
-Morgan
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Y.H.D.C.S.B.G
I have been challenged to create 7 stories, using these 7 words at the beginning of each sentence. Challenge accepted! #AlisonBurke
1. yellow
2. hairy
3. dolphins
4. card
5. snuggle
6. BAM!
7. go
1. yellow
Yellow. Yellow is a color. Yellow is the color of the dragon living in my basement. Yellow, with it being a sweet and beautiful color, is not often associated with the ferocious dragon I have come to call Santagonti. Yellow is often placed in the category of sunshine and babies, not dragons. Yellow just happens to be Santagonti's favorite color. Yellow, you may ask? Yellow, yes, yellow is in deed his favorite color, for a good reason I may add. Yellow gnomes, you see, are a dragons favorite food! Yellow gnomes eh, bet you didn't know that! Yellow, in my opinion, is an understated color that should be seen as a fierce and dragon-tastic color! The End
2. hairy
Hairy Monsters live under my bed. Hairy Monsters want to eat my head. Hairy Monsters are a dangerous type. Hairy Monsters are known to bite. Hairy Monster all giant and strong. Hairy Monsters sing Beatles songs. Hairy Monsters favor blue eyed blondes. Hairy Monsters hunt in ponds. Hairy Monsters a poem I wrote. Hairy Monster has slit his throat. Hairy Monsters big and small. Hairy Monsters I love them all. The End.
3. dolphins
4. card
Card was the name of a young man who lived on the east-side of the state of Maine in a town called Pinchford. Card lived there with his wife, Sophie. Card was a writer for the local paper, and Sophie was a freelance journalist. Card and Sophie were loved by all the towns people, and were invited to all the parties. Card was planning on throwing a New Years Eve party for the town, but something was about to happen that Card was not expecting. Card, you see, had a pretty rough past: with always being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Card used to live in the streets of New York, dirty dangerous, and filled with unlikely adventure. Card had just turned 18 and thought it was a good idea to go with his, poorly chosen, friends to this abandoned house. (Card, are you stupid??) Card and his band of misfits arrive at the house only to find it burned down. Card was upset to say the least, but what made him even more unsettled was the figure standing behind the pile of burned up home. Card called out to see if the mysterious figure would answer: nothing. Card then proceeded to walk towards it, like any stupid teen in a horror flick would do. Card would soon grow to regret this decision. Card walked up slowly to the figure behind the home and what he saw was none other then the man who had killed his puppy back in 95!! Card was in tears of angry, and joy: anger at the man, joy at the fact that he can now do something about the ridiculous act this man committed. Card was about to beat the man to his death, but the man seemed to be laughing. Card yelled and asked why he was laughing, and to stop this instant! Card then heard something that no man ever wants to hear a mysterious man say: I will see you on New Years, 2012. Card then proceeded to bash the mans head with a stick, then he and his "friends" were on their way. Card had no memory of that night what soever, and the new years eve party went as planned. Card saw that all was going well so he stepped out on the porch to mingle with some guests. Card saw no one there? Card ran inside: they were all gone!? Card became frantic, thinking the town hated him. Card then saw the mysterious puppy killing man. Card screamed, Who are you, and where are my friends!?!?! Card heard the next sentence and shuddered like he had seen a ghost: "They are gone now and wont be coming back." Card broke down in tears. Card asked the man why he had done this, why he killed his puppy. Card looked up and the man had vanished. Card never figured out where his friends had gone, or why his puppy died, but to this day he roams the town in search for the mysterious man with the intentions of introducing him to his last breathes. The End
5. snuggle
7. go
Harrison and Josh this last one is for you, even if no one else thinks it's funny you guys will =^] Link->http://youtu.be/uE5xZKszXMQ
1. yellow
2. hairy
3. dolphins
4. card
5. snuggle
6. BAM!
7. go
Yellow. Yellow is a color. Yellow is the color of the dragon living in my basement. Yellow, with it being a sweet and beautiful color, is not often associated with the ferocious dragon I have come to call Santagonti. Yellow is often placed in the category of sunshine and babies, not dragons. Yellow just happens to be Santagonti's favorite color. Yellow, you may ask? Yellow, yes, yellow is in deed his favorite color, for a good reason I may add. Yellow gnomes, you see, are a dragons favorite food! Yellow gnomes eh, bet you didn't know that! Yellow, in my opinion, is an understated color that should be seen as a fierce and dragon-tastic color! The End
Dolphins can talk. Dolphins have been speaking for years, but we humans have failed to take the time to listen to what they have to say. Dolphins have been trying to tell us to exterminate shark since forever. Dolphins are quite the smart bunch. Dolphins do in fact have the ability to reach out to us, but in fear of scaring us away or having us all check ourselves into mental institutions they have remained silent. Dolphins know the danger of the these deep sea monsters we call sharks, and I for one think we need to team up with these dolphins to eliminate these evil sharks. Dolphins will rule the world. The End
Card was the name of a young man who lived on the east-side of the state of Maine in a town called Pinchford. Card lived there with his wife, Sophie. Card was a writer for the local paper, and Sophie was a freelance journalist. Card and Sophie were loved by all the towns people, and were invited to all the parties. Card was planning on throwing a New Years Eve party for the town, but something was about to happen that Card was not expecting. Card, you see, had a pretty rough past: with always being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Card used to live in the streets of New York, dirty dangerous, and filled with unlikely adventure. Card had just turned 18 and thought it was a good idea to go with his, poorly chosen, friends to this abandoned house. (Card, are you stupid??) Card and his band of misfits arrive at the house only to find it burned down. Card was upset to say the least, but what made him even more unsettled was the figure standing behind the pile of burned up home. Card called out to see if the mysterious figure would answer: nothing. Card then proceeded to walk towards it, like any stupid teen in a horror flick would do. Card would soon grow to regret this decision. Card walked up slowly to the figure behind the home and what he saw was none other then the man who had killed his puppy back in 95!! Card was in tears of angry, and joy: anger at the man, joy at the fact that he can now do something about the ridiculous act this man committed. Card was about to beat the man to his death, but the man seemed to be laughing. Card yelled and asked why he was laughing, and to stop this instant! Card then heard something that no man ever wants to hear a mysterious man say: I will see you on New Years, 2012. Card then proceeded to bash the mans head with a stick, then he and his "friends" were on their way. Card had no memory of that night what soever, and the new years eve party went as planned. Card saw that all was going well so he stepped out on the porch to mingle with some guests. Card saw no one there? Card ran inside: they were all gone!? Card became frantic, thinking the town hated him. Card then saw the mysterious puppy killing man. Card screamed, Who are you, and where are my friends!?!?! Card heard the next sentence and shuddered like he had seen a ghost: "They are gone now and wont be coming back." Card broke down in tears. Card asked the man why he had done this, why he killed his puppy. Card looked up and the man had vanished. Card never figured out where his friends had gone, or why his puppy died, but to this day he roams the town in search for the mysterious man with the intentions of introducing him to his last breathes. The End
Snuggle bear is the newest and greatest toy on the market today! Snuggle bear is the toy that children all over the world would kill for. Snuggle bear caused the worlds biggest riot in recorded history. Snuggle bear drove children to plunder through towns and lock up any one who refused to give them a snuggle bear. Snuggle bear ruined every life over the age of 7. Snuggle bears are now stored in a palace in Indonesia where the toddlers rule over the world. Snuggle bears will be destroyed and the toddlers will soon enough be put in time out. Snuggles bears may have ruined the world for now, but come nap time we elders will rise with a vengeance. The End
6. BAM
BAM, BAM, BAM!!
"BAM, Billy what on earth are you doing?"
BAM, your dead!
BAM I'm dead, how am I talking if im dead??
BAM, BAM, BAM, die evil doer!
BAM!
.......bam, ba-ba-am....
BAM muahahah...oh my were you not being serious with the BAMS??
The End"BAM, Billy what on earth are you doing?"
BAM, your dead!
BAM I'm dead, how am I talking if im dead??
BAM, BAM, BAM, die evil doer!
BAM!
.......bam, ba-ba-am....
BAM muahahah...oh my were you not being serious with the BAMS??
Harrison and Josh this last one is for you, even if no one else thinks it's funny you guys will =^] Link->http://youtu.be/uE5xZKszXMQ
Go. Go to the house on the corner of Apple St. Go enter the house through the backdoor. Go explore the house for I have hidden a treasure of great meaning within it. Go to the front and to the back. Go to the back to the front. Go look under sofas, and beds, and tables. Go find what I have hidden. Go get what you have found and bring it to me. Go, now I must enjoy my biscuits with, asdlkjdfiji, breathe ommm biscuits ain't for jam!!! The End
Thursday, December 15, 2011
#PokerFaceSituation
Pretending you know where you're going when in reality part of you is dying in the inside cause you are hopelessly lost.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Finals Week.
Professer: Alright class your final exam will consist of one essay question...
Student: *sigh of relief
Professor: ...over everything you have learned in this class.
Student: *Blank stare* *whimpers*
Professor: I advise you to use your notes as a study guide.
Student: *Digs for note book.
Notes: 100 things to do before I die.
556 reason why I dislike this class.
picture of a flying turtle
Student: I'm screwed.
Monday, December 12, 2011
NYC: Where Santas roam free and Bearded men drive.
This past saturday I was in New York City for a day along with thousands of IMPOSTOR Santas, who were loud, rowdy, drunk, and absolutely hilarious. I felt a little left out...you know, being the minority of people not dress up as a christmas character. Many visit New York for the shopping experience, it's the obvious thing to do. So to contribute to this stereotype I made myself a delightful little bag of sweets, yes I bought candy (One of a select few items that when purchased can bring sheer joy to my face, the others being cameras, watches, rings, sunglasses and dresses. oh and make-up) Spending 20 minutes trying to get a taxi-cab is frustrating but makes for a good story to tell the family...I was about to sit in the middle of the street with a sign saying "Stop or I die due the impact of your vehicle. P.S I will have my friend be a witness of this murderous act that you committed and send you to jail." That plan fell through for obvious reasons. I will leave you with this crumb of advice: Don't stare at a mans beard, especially if the man is in a car, with another bearded man in the backseat.
-Morgan aka SunnyRae
-Morgan aka SunnyRae
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