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Wednesday, September 26, 2012

My Wonderful Pirate Story


The One That Got Away
Joshua Coleman, Shelby Meseberg, Joanie Myers
On a old creaking landlubber there was a grumpy pirate crew. All that you would  hear is the chanty of their voices. They were out at sea looking for the huge fish that ate the buried booty 13 years ago. The scurvys were crashing down on us as we continued to chase the fish. It was a giant wave heading toward us when we saw the fish. He was massive and happy as can be. He jumped into the air with his muthe wide open showing us the treasure deep down inside it’s jugular as if he was tranting us.That’s when I knew that we had to kill the beast to get our treasure. But before I knew it, I lost sight of him. We all thought he was in Davy Jones’ locker. That is what sank me.
Then all of the sudden he was jumping out of the water, heading straight toward us. He got closer and closer and finally he was practically jumping over us. We shot at him and attempted to rope him younder. Nothing could take that giant fish down.I was starting to get very upset with crew, yelling at all’ em dogs. I wanted that treasure and that fish to be dead. He had my treasure and he was going to pay for that.
That’s when I got out my gun and started shooting like a real pirate would. Bam, bam, bam. I couldn’t stop me own self. Man, that fish really made me angry. All of the sudden the dang fish made a terronic sound. He vealed into the air and right onto the poop deck. “Ahoy!” we all yelled and me’ hearties ran towards the fish “Gangway!” the cap’n said. We got close and shot at the fish a couple more times. He was dead. We took our swords and cut at him like the piece of addled meat that he is. Slicing and hitting we made our way through to the stomach. We found bones to humans and small doubloons from the treasure but only a couple. There was not any treasure. Angrily I sliced at him some more. He didn’t have what I wanted. We all were frustrated and upset. We gathered the coins we had found only about $100 worth.
That’s when I realized that the fish we had killed was not the same fish with the treasure in his mouth. Then it made me more angry when not even two seconds later, we saw another huge fish that looked actually like the one we had just killed. When this mighty big fish jumped out of the water, I saw the treasure. I saw me treasure in the mouth of that horrible beast.
“Men!! Kill ye giant fish right over there!” I hauled at the top of my lungs while pointing my huge finger in the direction. “I won’t let that dang fish hornswaggle me out of me treasure!”
All at once me men started swabbled at the beast in front of us,but they were missing horribly as if their mothers were shooting the dang gun.
Keel that fish or I’ll keelhaul you!” I kept screaming at the men. I really wanted that fish to be dead. And not even one of me guys were really working to keel that fish.
I got tired of yelling at them that I just decided to go get a drink. After I got me drink, I swam back out to the deck to watch me men be idiots. Before I knew it, I was loaded to the gunwall.
That’s when I knew that me men and I would never get the fish of my minds and me treasure back from the devil. So I steckond there drinking away my sadness and until I was squiffy. Then I  couldn’t remember why me men were shooting into the open sea.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Great.. Ya know

Not Me
Hmm, well everyday seems to blend together. Sometimes it is just so hard to push on like I do. People have been getting so annoying and I don't have the heart to speak up. All someone like me can do is push it off and hope it goes away, but sometimes it just doesn't work and no matter how hard I try to ignore it, I know that I will have to go back to it again to face the exact same problem the next day. Will it ever cease? You got me.

Friday, September 21, 2012

OH MY GOSH! WHY ME?

WENT TO THE DENTIST. SUCKED. GOT IN THE CAR WITH MY DRINK THINKING, "I FEEL LIKE TAKING A DRINK." OPEN IT AND IT FIZZES ALLL OVER THE PLACE! I AM UPSET!!!

Friday, September 14, 2012

Chicken Little




A long time ago, a little chicken named Chicken Little lived on a beautiful farm. Because he could not see he was forced to wear glasses and was made fun of a lot. Clowns came to the farm to take the tiny chicken away. Did the clowns have a hard to to catch him? Every time those clowns come for the chicken and children it scared pants off of them (animals don’t have pants but in the movie they do). “Forget you” said the chicken to the clown. Gently the chicken kicked the clown thinking he was tough. Having hurt his foot Chicken Little yelled, “I hurt my foot by kicking a clown!” he said as he screamed in pain. Jumping on one foot, he hobbled around as if he broke it. Keeping his leg elevated he began to rest.
“Let me see it,” said his dad. “Must be broken, judging by the bone sticking out.” he said.
“No, it can’t be broken because I need it,” said Chicken Little crying. “Opening day for soccer is tomorrow.” Placing a hammer beside Chicken Little his dad said, “This will fix it.” Questioning his work, chicken little went along with what he was doing. Realizing that what he had just done may or may not work scared him partially, but he had faith and hope for what he did. So they had all the fate they could have. Terrified of what would happen, he grabbed the hammer and smacked the bone into place. Under intense pain he screams at the top of his lungs hoping for some relief when it is over.
“Vixon!” he cried. With tremendous effort, Chicken Little stood upon his horrific looking leg.
“Xylophone, I`m going to play you a song.”
“YAY!” she cried. Zerbras started to run by trampling everyone!

Thursday, September 13, 2012


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