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this story is rated PG +13 may contain scenes of nudity and violence. parental guidance is recommended.
one night two ninjas where having a slumber party! being such stealthy boy magnets with nonbarbieish personalities they were bravely fighting against the evil suninator. they decided to use their skills of eye sight and ninjability to attack the sun and make night forever. but they needed a power-up. along the way they found topaz, forgetting to be a dragon she was attempting to breath fire. She fucking burnt ninja 1’s face! shh said ninja 2, you could wake the john howard. the power source was still in site.. the fairy bread of hope!! finding it was easy but, here comes johnny!! "cover the evidence" "WHO GOES THERE?" boomed Johnny. "meoww?" said ninja 1. "woof" said ninja 2. after maintaining the power source, they put on the underWEAR OF STEEL! over there pants. then did there ninja thing of reterdedness, through the dangerous terrain they hid behind curtains and such. battling all these dangerous creatures is hard work, and it doesn’t pay said ninja 1. by the way kevin... give me pay, its the work place agreement!!!! anyway.. after searching for hours they heard a dangerous growl! "hemme hemme" said johnny. Awakening from his deep sleep about smelly socks and tuna. they retired to there secret hideout, and placed there adventure on the ’wwnd’ (world wide ninja database) and soon to be of ninjaing again!
*no ninjas where harmed in the MAKING of this story
no guaranties in the real life events
oh and ninjas need good sports bras!! (thought we would let you know)
Rocks, you all know where to find one; whether be in your back yard or those smart ones people keep as pets. Rocks are quite interesting different colours, shapes, sizes and sharpness's. you can throw a rock, catch a rock, break a window with a rock, hurt someone or even squash something with one. so why do we overlook these fascinating hard and not breathing, moving etc, objects. maggie says: rocks, be it, in your yard, or on the ground embedded in the shockingly dry soil of australia, pay a great significance to our world. uluru... wasn't man made but shit, its one hell of a rock. and think about the ants!!! they must be urinating in their -10,000 sized pants thinking "crap boys.... we've got some growing to do!, there's yet another mt everest in our path [insert pebble here]" and!! Even though rocks can be a murder weapon, a throwing device or even a close friend, they'll always be considered great listeners!
love goes to all the many, many... rocks (and ants) around our world and in the souls of our shoes...
(please, please, p-l-e-a-s-e seek serious medical advice if you have been one of the many taken into the cult of pet rockery)