It's really dumb.
Dear Fel, my Commander has given me inspiration. I'll write you a story.
Once upon a time, there lived a flower in a flower pot that sat by the window of a princess's chamber, who's name is Shendirella. Everyday she would shower the flower with water and fertilizer. The flower was happy, because the combination of the two was perfect remedy after a lonely night, as the owl, Jabigail, ate too much ice cream and had tummy aches, so it couldn't keep the flower company.
Once upon a time, there lived a flower in a flower pot that sat by the window of a princess's chamber, who's name is Shendirella. Everyday she would shower the flower with water and fertilizer. The flower was happy, because the combination of the two was perfect remedy after a lonely night, as the owl, Jabigail, ate too much ice cream and had tummy aches, so it couldn't keep the flower company.
Continuation...
One day, a vocal trainer Jonnynginny, was so desperate to earn money, he convinced Shendirella to get voice training. Then, as the lessons began, Shendirella practiced by the flower. Soon, the flower began to wilt. Her voice was depresseing, but Jonnynginny needed his wages so that he could invest in a market called Munchkins. The flower was said, so it spoke to Jabigail.
One day, a vocal trainer Jonnynginny, was so desperate to earn money, he convinced Shendirella to get voice training. Then, as the lessons began, Shendirella practiced by the flower. Soon, the flower began to wilt. Her voice was depresseing, but Jonnynginny needed his wages so that he could invest in a market called Munchkins. The flower was said, so it spoke to Jabigail.
Continuation....
"Oh dear, Jabigail... what am I to do? Sherndirella is draining the life out of me... Help me before I die. Please!" Jabigail the (not-so-wise) owl decided to help the flower. So she sourced out to Rob-a-jon and Yen-d-Wee, both respectively weasels, to carry the flower pot far away from Shendirella. It was all planned out well. One night, as the moon dawned upon the flower, the weasels climbed up to the window and took hold of the the pot... BUT...
"Oh dear, Jabigail... what am I to do? Sherndirella is draining the life out of me... Help me before I die. Please!" Jabigail the (not-so-wise) owl decided to help the flower. So she sourced out to Rob-a-jon and Yen-d-Wee, both respectively weasels, to carry the flower pot far away from Shendirella. It was all planned out well. One night, as the moon dawned upon the flower, the weasels climbed up to the window and took hold of the the pot... BUT...
(to be continued)
Continuation...
BUT... Yen-d-wee as a racist weasel! Once he found out that the flower was an indian, he got mischievous. He decided it was best, just as Rob-a-jon grabs the pot, he would push it down. And he did, down went the pot, and smashed into pieces!
"What did you do that for?" asked Rob-a-jon.
"For fun! It's indian. i don't like Indian food. Their dhal curry at the mamak gave me diarrhea last week," replied Yen-d-wee.
"Oh. Okay."
So there it sat, the poor flower. Gasping it's last few brathes..
BUT... Yen-d-wee as a racist weasel! Once he found out that the flower was an indian, he got mischievous. He decided it was best, just as Rob-a-jon grabs the pot, he would push it down. And he did, down went the pot, and smashed into pieces!
"What did you do that for?" asked Rob-a-jon.
"For fun! It's indian. i don't like Indian food. Their dhal curry at the mamak gave me diarrhea last week," replied Yen-d-wee.
"Oh. Okay."
So there it sat, the poor flower. Gasping it's last few brathes..
(to be continued)
Last episode.
In the morning, sherndirella went out and saw the flower, wilted and nearly dead. She (or he) quickly replanted it and put fertilizer and water. "Oh dear flower, " she (he) cried, "I wanted to tell you that i've given up singing cos I decided that the windows couldn't take it anymore." She pointed towards the glass pieces on the floor. "So, Ive picked up something new!" Out she pulled an electric guitar. BRANNGGGG!! She sized up a Led Zeppelin like solo. The flower smiled. that's more like it! From that day onwards, the flower and Sherndirella lived happily together. Oh, btw, the flower's name is PINKY!!!!
In the morning, sherndirella went out and saw the flower, wilted and nearly dead. She (or he) quickly replanted it and put fertilizer and water. "Oh dear flower, " she (he) cried, "I wanted to tell you that i've given up singing cos I decided that the windows couldn't take it anymore." She pointed towards the glass pieces on the floor. "So, Ive picked up something new!" Out she pulled an electric guitar. BRANNGGGG!! She sized up a Led Zeppelin like solo. The flower smiled. that's more like it! From that day onwards, the flower and Sherndirella lived happily together. Oh, btw, the flower's name is PINKY!!!!
Go figure out the characters!!!
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