Student: Flying Hippos!......
That's right you all heard me! Flying Hippos exist!
And the Flying Hippo Wars aren't a lie!
THEY ARE REAL!!!!!!!
REAL I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!
REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(*Takes several deep breaths of air to calm himself down*)
Ok, now then.... It all started on a day like today... Ok, so it was today! That's not the point!
On the Planet Shazam- the tiny planet that lives inside my locker-
The Flying Hippopotomooses who inhabit the planet couldn't find their sacred cheese crown and they were sad... AND ANGRY!!!!
I MEAN WHO THE HECK STEALS A PERFECTLY GOOD SACRED CHEESE CROWN?!?!?!?!?!?!?! THAT'S JUST WRONG MAN!!!!! JUST PLAIN WRONG!!!!!!!!!
Person 1: It's ok dude! just take some deep breaths...
Student: (*Takes a few deep breaths*) Thanks buddy!
(*Awesome friend handshake*)
Person 1: No prob.
Student: Anyway back to the story...
Since The Flying Hippopotomooses couldn't find their sacred cheese crown they attacked The Wing-ed Ellyffantes (*Ellie-fant-es*), using they're laser eyes to kick them out of the sky!
But the Ellyffantes evolved into Wing-ed Laser-Trunk Ellyffantes!
The Hippopotomooses thought that they were no match but just then a miracle happened!...
I opened my locker.
I then returned the cheese crown, which I had mistaken for my string cheese, and The Flying Hippo Wars were resolved.
AND THAT IS HOW I SAVED THE UNIVERSE!!!!!!!!
Person 1: (*Nudges Student and head gestures towards an angry Mrs. Teacher-Lady*)
Student: (*Cough!*)
Erm... I mean that's why there were several mini explosions in my locker during lunch.
Person 1: (*Gives Student the 'Thumbs-up' sign*)
Mrs. Teacher-Lady: (*Bangs head on desk repeatedly*)
I GIVE UP! JUST GET BACK TO RECESS!
Person 1 and Student: YEAY! (*Victorious air punch!*)
Female Student: (*Enters*)
It took me a whole month, but I finally got myself off of the wall!
Student: (*Holds up hand*) Tape me.
Person 1: (*Hands Student Duck-Tape*)
Female Student: Hey guys!... Wait... What are you guys doing with that Duck Tape?...... AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!......STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!!!!!!!!!.... WILL SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME????........ ANYONE?!?!?!?!?!?!
(*Sounds of Duck-Tape ripping and shrieking*)
THE END.
YOU ARE READING
Your stupid to read this story (2012 Watty Awards)
UmorismoThere's no need for a description, the title says it all. I like cake. And cookies. But not celery. Celery's gross. Hahahaha, that wasn't supposed to show up in the description... Oh well.
