Category: Game Parlor
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I was playing on my laptop in my room one saturday evening when I took a glance threw my window. I was taken aback and had to look again to be shure of what I had seen. In my back yard was a tree that was older then my grandfauther, and in the tree were loads of Psykedelic flying horny monkeies. Jumping up and screamming for my sister I took off running for the back door. Running after me my sister and I stummbled on to the back portch. Frozen in place with complete horror we were speachless.
the monkeys had seen us and were running towards the house. they jumped on to my sister and started to do unimaginable things! it was terrifying! then however, we realized that she had a banana in her pocket.
So my sister started trying to get up and run for it! She ran as fast as she could! She ran to the front of the house, through the gate, and was gone before I could stop her! So I started trying to run after her. By the time I saw her, she was crossing a street where there was a big crowd ahead. Before I knew it, she was mixed in with the crowd, and I didn't want to lose sight of her, so I had just stepped into the street to go quickly after her when a car was coming so fast, I had no time to stop!
The car ran over my foot! I started screaming and yelling for my mom when a huge pizza fell down and distracted me. I started eating it like I hadn't eaten in weeks, completely forgetting the monkeys and my sister when I heard her screaming my name. I threw the rest of the pizza at a passing car and...
Then someone rolled down the window of the passing car, and they grabbed what was left of the pizza, which, by this time, was cold and wet. i sat down on the grass as my foot still hurt. I heard someone else calling my name and turned around. I imagined it to be my mom. But come to find out, there was noone there.
Then I saw my sister and relized that it was her screamming but she sounded different because she was screetching. Twenty of the monkeies were on or around her franticly ripping at her trying to get to the banana. She pulled it out of her pocket and threw it. I saw the banana role then tumble in the sooer drain and the monkeies all froze then flew off in a panic screeking what sounded to be errukah errukah errukah.
So then I ran to see if my sister was ok! When I saw her, she was in the bushes. I picked her up and took her inside, only to find that my laptop was gone.
I dropped my sister on the floor, more worried about my laptop than her. I saw next to where it had been, there had been left a note, and it read...
goodbye texas! may all the future monkeys who try to get to bananas have the same hellesh, rotten luck that i've had to endure! thanks for the laptop though,
Ooka Ooka Oooo!
then, i thought i saw an outline of a monkey outside my window. so, forgetting all about my sister, i ran out after it not caring where it was going, so long as i could get my laptop back. i followed it for ages and ages, until i found myself in a dark alley way.
now, this is not good for many reasons. first, this was texas, second, this was at night, and thirdly, because it is texas and it is night, lots of crazy and scary things happen at this time. so much so that many people with sense stay indoors and no tourests venture out either. not that there are any tourests about, due to the famous saying which is, "you havent lived, until you've visited texas, and after that, you won't want to"
i just figured this out, and heard a squork.
(texas was the first name that came to mind, no offence ment i am joking)
My sister started to yell for me from inside the house. "Come here Come here!" I ran back in side from down the road and saw that on tv they were showing on the news thousions of monkeies bombing banana fillds all over the world.
But I couldn't help worrying about my laptop, so I had to try and calmly tell my sister that I needed to go find it, so then I left even though she was still calling after me. Then I started to run as I saw a line of monkeys ahead of me. After about five minutes of running, I saw them very close. Then, one of them jumped on my head. "I dont have a banana you bastard!" I yelled, as I reached my hand on my head to grab it and squeeze the living daylights out of it! But as I reached up, i felt no monkey, but only my pillow.
this was because the little vermin had nicked my pillow and was attempting to sufficate me with it! i chucked it back inside the house, grabbed my father's shotgun, and ran!
I tried catching up with the little beast, but nothing was there.
Then I heard it, laughing, well what could be laughing from monkeies that is. They were on the neighbores house with their three year old thretening to throw her off.
I contemplated running over there to see what was going on until I felt something behind me and turned. When I turned to see what was there, another one jumped on my head. Then, before I knew it, there were several!
then, i grabbed the monkeys off my head as fast as i could, and i ran back into the house. my sister was okay, and i finally got my laptop back.
Once I had a moment to breeth, i realized that one of the monkeies had shatted on the laptop, well no, they had smird the stuff on it.
I was playing on my laptop in my room one saturday evening when I took a glance threw my window. I was taken aback and had to look again to be shure of what I had seen. In my back yard was a tree that was older then my grandfauther, and in the tree were loads of Psykedelic flying horny monkeies. Jumping up and screamming for my sister I took off running for the back door. Running after me my sister and I stummbled on to the back portch. Frozen in place with complete horror we were speachless.
the monkeys had seen us and were running towards the house. they jumped on to my sister and started to do unimaginable things! it was terrifying! then however, we realized that she had a banana in her pocket.
So my sister started trying to get up and run for it! She ran as fast as she could! She ran to the front of the house, through the gate, and was gone before I could stop her! So I started trying to run after her. By the time I saw her, she was crossing a street where there was a big crowd ahead. Before I knew it, she was mixed in with the crowd, and I didn't want to lose sight of her, so I had just stepped into the street to go quickly after her when a car was coming so fast, I had no time to stop!
The car ran over my foot! I started screaming and yelling for my mom when a huge pizza fell down and distracted me. I started eating it like I hadn't eaten in weeks, completely forgetting the monkeys and my sister when I heard her screaming my name. I threw the rest of the pizza at a passing car and...
Then someone rolled down the window of the passing car, and they grabbed what was left of the pizza, which, by this time, was cold and wet. i sat down on the grass as my foot still hurt. I heard someone else calling my name and turned around. I imagined it to be my mom. But come to find out, there was noone there.
Then I saw my sister and relized that it was her screamming but she sounded different because she was screetching. Twenty of the monkeies were on or around her franticly ripping at her trying to get to the banana. She pulled it out of her pocket and threw it. I saw the banana role then tumble in the sooer drain and the monkeies all froze then flew off in a panic screeking what sounded to be errukah errukah errukah.
So then I ran to see if my sister was ok! When I saw her, she was in the bushes. I picked her up and took her inside, only to find that my laptop was gone.
I dropped my sister on the floor, more worried about my laptop than her. I saw next to where it had been, there had been left a note, and it read...
goodbye texas! may all the future monkeys who try to get to bananas have the same hellesh, rotten luck that i've had to endure! thanks for the laptop though,
Ooka Ooka Oooo!
then, i thought i saw an outline of a monkey outside my window. so, forgetting all about my sister, i ran out after it not caring where it was going, so long as i could get my laptop back. i followed it for ages and ages, until i found myself in a dark alley way.
now, this is not good for many reasons. first, this was texas, second, this was at night, and thirdly, because it is texas and it is night, lots of crazy and scary things happen at this time. so much so that many people with sense stay indoors and no tourests venture out either. not that there are any tourests about, due to the famous saying which is, "you havent lived, until you've visited texas, and after that, you won't want to"
i just figured this out, and heard a squork.
(texas was the first name that came to mind, no offence ment i am joking)
My sister started to yell for me from inside the house. "Come here Come here!" I ran back in side from down the road and saw that on tv they were showing on the news thousands of monkeies bombing banana fillds all over the world.
But I couldn't help worrying about my laptop, so I had to try and calmly tell my sister that I needed to go find it, so then I left even though she was still calling after me. Then I started to run as I saw a line of monkeys ahead of me. After about five minutes of running, I saw them very close. Then, one of them jumped on my head. "I dont have a banana you bastard!" I yelled, as I reached my hand on my head to grab it and squeeze the living daylights out of it! But as I reached up, i felt no monkey, but only my pillow.
this was because the little vermin had nicked my pillow and was attempting to sufficate me with it! i chucked it back inside the house, grabbed my father's shotgun, and ran!
I tried catching up with the little beast, but nothing was there.
Then I heard it, laughing, well what could be laughing from monkeies that is. They were on the neighbors house with their three years old threatening to throw her off.
I contemplated running over there to see what was going on until I felt something behind me and turned. When I turned to see what was there, another one jumped on my head. Then, before I knew it, there were several!
then, i grabbed the monkeys off my head as fast as i could, and i ran back into the house. my sister was okay, and i finally got my laptop back.
Once I had a moment to breeth, i realized that one of the monkeies had shitted on the laptop, well no, they had smird the stuff on it.
“goddamn, those fuckers!” I yelled in to the silence.
My sister was named Bertha, so I said, “get me a towel and some disinfectant, I got to fucking clean this shit off my computer that the bastards dare to ruin.”
“Yes, Jordy,” bertha said looking terrified.
“to Hell with those Monkeies,” I said under my breath, “I didn’t know they were so capable!” Bertha returned with a can of disinfectant, a stack of cloths and a bucket of water.
“Dear god, damn them all, those foul creatures,” Bertha said shrilly setting down the things, “Jordy, I brought them.” I was staring out the windown with my blue eyes watching for more beasts. I couldn’t afford to have anything happening with my computer. It was electronic for god’s sakes. Having Shit on it could damage it, but I’ll check that later. However, that was why I didn’t go look for the cleaning things for myself. I disinfected my computer. And tried to turn it on, however, it didn’t work. Damn, Now, I’ll have to send it in to the shop for repairs. Just great. Fucking great! I disinfected my pillow. Opened my father’s handgun, took out all the bullets and powder, so I wouldn’t get hurt when cleaning it, and cleaned it down. I inserted all the powder and bullets back in, and set it where it was before I grabbed it in order to use it. Dad was a military officer, so he taught me how to use a gun, just in case I needed to defend myself, and taught all of us, his children, that guns were not a weapon to shoot at people for fun. He taught us to not shoot at Mockingbirds either.
I looked around and discovered that my younger brother wasn’t there.
“Where’s tiler,” I asked panicking.
“How should I know,” said bertha sharply.
Note: Damn, that’s a lot of cussing. I haven’t cussed this much since I was thirteen.
My chance to use the skills my father taughtame at last when a monkey dropped into my coffee. I jumped back in surprise. It screamed, shreaked and then spat the scolding hot liquid into my face.
"ouch!" I cried grabbing the gun, which was now a ccucumber and aiming it in the sound.