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Post by King James I on Jun 10, 2007 15:35:18 GMT
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Post by kris on Jun 11, 2007 0:31:37 GMT
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Post by King James I on Jun 11, 2007 0:51:43 GMT
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Post by kris on Jun 11, 2007 0:53:55 GMT
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Post by King James I on Jun 11, 2007 0:55:31 GMT
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Post by kris on Jun 11, 2007 1:10:14 GMT
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Post by King James I on Jun 11, 2007 1:11:48 GMT
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Post by kris on Jun 11, 2007 1:16:43 GMT
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Post by King James I on Jun 11, 2007 1:18:44 GMT
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Post by Pastor Tom Carroll on Jun 11, 2007 9:10:23 GMT
Fin [fs] [/one word story]
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Post by King James I on Jun 11, 2007 10:08:15 GMT
This brings an end to the first one word story in Jamzinia, with 354 words,
The cow accidentally spilt her head over a huge iron guillotine. She had epilepsy and paralasis yet played enough lacrosse to pay her pilot. However he never passed the sight of yams to eat plenty cheeses with loads so that the number 23 is not recognised. In Jamzinia there are many aspects of culture. These cultural aspects show how developed Jamzinian life helps people begin to eat their wotzits like someone who lives today or not. One man set fire to eight rows of hay because a name similiar to the King of Jamzinia who wanted a cheese wheel. "Hello where is the cheese please?". The man introduced Jamzinia to a legless young yet aging Irish lepricorn called who and was born by natural causes which caused him some visual impairment. This also kept the monkeys worried due to the lack of chemicals that were enough to seriously help. Usually when the kittens meow someone manages to hit the floor with a hammer which cracks the little kittens into the little pieces which exploded. If enough jam was imported from New-Empire was then destroyed. Many Jamzinians felt extatic when there was such a huge box delivered to the palace. It belonged to me because it held the jewel of a ancient crown which belonged to the King of Jamzinia. King Tom had recieved many delights which pleased several of the citizens because of the way the gifts were pained on their little fingers. If there were enough badgers to make fifteen big sancturies we could find another species which has more fur and young looking whiskers then sell Spangle. This would have brought a increase to Jamzinia if people could only make candles so burning the huge pile of staples could mean the environment is slowly deteriorating. and burning. Other things eventually the fire burnt out and killed Tom's trees. Tom had depression due to Spangle's haircut which was extremely horrible. However if he tried pleasing people with coolness. Tomorrow James dies. However he didn't. This time Spangle coolness couldn't save his friends due to the pressence of a really big humbug.
This concludes "One Word Story I", I shall now begin "One Word Story II" on a new thread. I'll work out some statistics for this one later,
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