In precisely ten minutes, it will be Sunday and I have decided that Sunday is the unofficial blog-update-day. So from this moment on I will only update this page on Sundays and every third Tuesday of the month, every second Wednesday, every alternate Monday and 3 Thursday evenings a year. Never ever on Friday.
I did promise a series of bedtime stories so here is the first one; It's about a little Whale named Nicky, and the story is written in a style that would make Dr. Suess cringe.
It's called -
Whale of a time
Nicky had homework to do, a ton of it too.
It was due tomorrow, at half passed two.
His friends moaned and sighed, "Come out and play!" they cried.
Nicky looked over at his parents bedroom, hoping his plea for permission wont be denied.
Then he remembered, and ever so wryly, smiled, his parents weren't there; it'd been two years since they died.
So, with a spring in his step, Nicky plunged out of his whale house hut, smacking the door behind him tightly shut.
"Alright where to?" He asked his whale friends,
"We'll swim way over there, where the ocean ends!"
"That's dangerous," exclaimed Nicky, "The swim out there could get tricky!"
"Oh hush!" replied his purple whale friend, "We'll not swim too far, just to the end."
"I don't know about this." Nicky said under his breath, "We could be swimming to our death!"
His friends ignored him and flapped their big whale fins hard, setting sail towards the end and far away from Nicky's front yard.
The three whales swam for what felt like miles, the one leading the pack had put on a big fat whale smile.
"We're almost there!" one of them cried
"Almost where?" the other replied.
Nicky smacked his fin on his forehead and just sighed.
He was in the company of idiots, going into a certain demise.
The fact that it would be so much fun, came as a total surprise.
"Iceberg, straight ahead!" one of them yelled,
Nicky tried to swim away from certain doom, he buckled and ducked and he thought he looked kinda cool.
"Haha!" laughed his friend, "There was no iceberg, April fools!"
Nicky stopped in his tracks, and gave his friend a few heartfelt whacks. "It's the middle of July." He felt a tear coming, he was about to cry.
They swam hard and swam fast to the end of the ocean. They couldn't see further but they felt little motion.
"I think we'll just fall off the Earth if we go down." That was his friends preconceived notion.
"Nonsense" the other one said, "If we go through we'll reach the other end."
and so they pressed on, swimming almost clearly off. There was a sixty foot drop and the tide there was off.
The three of them were sucked into the abyuss, Nicky tried to make sense of things, they were clearly amiss.
They got sucked in and swallowed. They were tossed around until they hit the ground.
Nicky grabbed his head as he wallowed. "My friends," he said, "They're nowhere around!"
"Who said that?" said a female whales voice, "Who said what?" Said another one, twice.
"Stop repeating yourself Ricky, it could be Nicky!" the female whale replied.
"Mom, dad? Is that you?" Nicky cried.
Two big whales swam towards Nicky, "My son! My Son!" exclaimed Ricky.
"I thought you two..." Nicky egged, "We never left you," his mother replied, "We fell off the edge!"
"So what is this place?" Nicky asked baffled.
"It's the end of the world. The world" Ricky said, "It's where you go when you're dead."
So the end came quickly and abruptly for Nicky, but at least his dumbass friends died quickly. The moral of the story is this, I'm saddened to say, follow idiots into hell and you wont last a day.
fin.
I did promise a series of bedtime stories so here is the first one; It's about a little Whale named Nicky, and the story is written in a style that would make Dr. Suess cringe.
It's called -
Whale of a time
Nicky had homework to do, a ton of it too.
It was due tomorrow, at half passed two.
His friends moaned and sighed, "Come out and play!" they cried.
Nicky looked over at his parents bedroom, hoping his plea for permission wont be denied.
Then he remembered, and ever so wryly, smiled, his parents weren't there; it'd been two years since they died.
So, with a spring in his step, Nicky plunged out of his whale house hut, smacking the door behind him tightly shut.
"Alright where to?" He asked his whale friends,
"We'll swim way over there, where the ocean ends!"
"That's dangerous," exclaimed Nicky, "The swim out there could get tricky!"
"Oh hush!" replied his purple whale friend, "We'll not swim too far, just to the end."
"I don't know about this." Nicky said under his breath, "We could be swimming to our death!"
His friends ignored him and flapped their big whale fins hard, setting sail towards the end and far away from Nicky's front yard.
The three whales swam for what felt like miles, the one leading the pack had put on a big fat whale smile.
"We're almost there!" one of them cried
"Almost where?" the other replied.
Nicky smacked his fin on his forehead and just sighed.
He was in the company of idiots, going into a certain demise.
The fact that it would be so much fun, came as a total surprise.
"Iceberg, straight ahead!" one of them yelled,
Nicky tried to swim away from certain doom, he buckled and ducked and he thought he looked kinda cool.
"Haha!" laughed his friend, "There was no iceberg, April fools!"
Nicky stopped in his tracks, and gave his friend a few heartfelt whacks. "It's the middle of July." He felt a tear coming, he was about to cry.
They swam hard and swam fast to the end of the ocean. They couldn't see further but they felt little motion.
"I think we'll just fall off the Earth if we go down." That was his friends preconceived notion.
"Nonsense" the other one said, "If we go through we'll reach the other end."
and so they pressed on, swimming almost clearly off. There was a sixty foot drop and the tide there was off.
The three of them were sucked into the abyuss, Nicky tried to make sense of things, they were clearly amiss.
They got sucked in and swallowed. They were tossed around until they hit the ground.
Nicky grabbed his head as he wallowed. "My friends," he said, "They're nowhere around!"
"Who said that?" said a female whales voice, "Who said what?" Said another one, twice.
"Stop repeating yourself Ricky, it could be Nicky!" the female whale replied.
"Mom, dad? Is that you?" Nicky cried.
Two big whales swam towards Nicky, "My son! My Son!" exclaimed Ricky.
"I thought you two..." Nicky egged, "We never left you," his mother replied, "We fell off the edge!"
"So what is this place?" Nicky asked baffled.
"It's the end of the world. The world" Ricky said, "It's where you go when you're dead."
So the end came quickly and abruptly for Nicky, but at least his dumbass friends died quickly. The moral of the story is this, I'm saddened to say, follow idiots into hell and you wont last a day.
fin.
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