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A Tale of Two ButlersThere is a rich family who lives in a large house on top of a hill. The mailbox is a long walk downhill away from the house. Naturally, the family does not wish to partake in the daily ritual of walking such a long distance just to pick up some bills. They had never worked for anything in life, and certainly weren't going to start for their mail. But this isn't their story. It's the story of the two butlers, William and James, who were hired to go get their mail. William would wait by the house, and, when given the signal, would walk down to the mailbox, where he would pick up the mail. He would then give it to James, who had beenA Tale of Two Butlers
by ~tdog52436
The Supermarket from Hell 2Our heroes entered the supermarket, much less apprehensive than before. After all, they had just walked into hell itself and back without any real challenges or opposition. What could a supermarket do to them? An opaque bowl of free samples, ornately decorated with haunting images of demons and sinners rotting in perfect agony, beckoned to them with its promise of free bread. A bottle of liquid sat near the bread, although our heroes dared not experiment with its strange contents. One of the heroes took a piece, and when it was clear that it would do them no harm, the others followed. The bread tasted good, but it had a strange texture, as ifThe Supermarket from Hell 2
by ~tdog52436
A speech for the school yearYou're in school now. You're going to have to pave your own path in life now. Like a bulldozer. You are a bulldozer. You have to find the key to your life, because you are a bulldozer, and to start the bulldozer, you need a key. It isn't going to be like the old days when your daddy drove the bulldozer and you sat in the back watching the DVD player. You have to drive the bulldozer. You ARE the bulldozer. And you have to plow a straight path. You can't let yourself get distracted by a shiny new building and start taking a bunch of side routes. Bulldozers go straight. And you are a bulldozer. In conclusion, never be afraid to bulldoze your wayA speech for the school year
by ~tdog52436
Poem Number 18035When I do not know What I want to do today I will write haikuPoem Number 18035
I enjoy it much And it makes me feel happy when I write haiku
The more I practice
The more confident I will be in my haiku
Maybe someday I will be world famous for my amazing haiku
Until then, I'll just continue to kill some time by writing haiku
by ~tdog52436
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NibblingNibbling, Nibbling, on my tale Nibbling, Nibbling, I’m not a whaleNibbling
Nibbling, Nibbling, this is so much fun Nibbling, Nibbling, too bad it is almost done
Nibbling, Nibbling, I’m started to get bored Nibbling, Nibbling, why am I always ignored
Nibbling, Nibbling, I’m a kitty cat Nibbling, Nibbling, lets stop at that
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Poetic Justice - Means ya get what ya earned.
Send you heathens to the stake,
So you can finally burn.
Poetic Justice - Means ya get what ya earned.
"What happened to mercy?"
Mercy is not my concern.
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