From the Mauser Collection

In July and August 2006, fourteen talented teenagers came together to study the craft of essay writing at a "nerd camp" in upstate New York. This is our blog. Bow.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

STORY!!

So here's the whole story so far, did you guys forget about this?!?

Hello, I am a potato and I can't spell. I've been working very ahrd but the only reason I could write this was because I was using a dictionary. Anyway, I have no friends. Isn't that sad? Everyone finds something wrong with me. The tomato says I'm too brown, the pear says I'll too dirty, the brocolli says I'm too... weird (the brocolli doesn't like explaining itself.) What should I do? I try and have fun with my little patch of brown dirt. Today I'm going to make a dirt-man, he'll be my friend! And I'll name himDestroyatron2000 because not only had the potato made a dirt man, but he had made a super destructo-robot dirtman. Simply put, it was an awesome dirtman. More loved than you. So the potato and the dirtman went off the have an awesome adventure. They started off by going to going to the alleyways of New York where all the boozed out slums "hang". One of those slums pushed the super destructo-robot dirtman and all the way down to the ground. Dirtman used his ultra heavy duty laser gun to hit the attacking slum-man. You would think the ultra heavy duty laser gun would be used to shoot, but Destroyatron2000 knew that the slum man would expect that. He wanted to throw him off. Once the slum was sufficiently confuzzled by being hit with an ultra heavy duty laser gun by a dirtman named Destroyatron2000, the potato unleased his ultra amazing spatula and beat the slum senseless. Then he decided to go make Destroyatron2000 a dirt pancake which he had just broken in on the slum. But Destroyatron2000 decided that he wanted a dirt friend, who really understood him. So the potato set to work making him a friend, even though he had no arms and legs. But the potato had a few problems building the new dirt-man, and after a clump of dirt fell off, he realized that he had created a dirt *woman*. In fact, it was a rather pretty dirt-wowan, at least if you asked Destroyatron2000 , who had never seen another dirt-woman to compare it to. But the problem was that the potato wasn't a very good sculpter, because he had no hands, so therefore she was actually a pretty ugly dirt-woman. But no one would say that to Destroyatron2000. He named her Destroyatron2001 but she called herself Marge. And she called him Albert...

2 Comments:

Blogger Chetna said...

Marge and Albert and the potato kid all lived happily ever after saving the world from evil slum mans.

1:22 PM  
Blogger Ray said...

You can't finish the story!!! Anyway, you're supposed to blog it. =D

7:11 PM  

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