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Silly Story

  1. SweetiePie profile image83
    SweetiePieposted 9 years ago

    When I used to go to the library summer programs as a child there was a game we played called silly story.  The librarian would think of the first sentence and then each person would add another sentence.  The stories were never foul or inappropriate, but it can be very silly and funny.  So I thought I would try it.  Copy the first sentence and add one of your own.  Each person will copy the previous sentences and add a new one, which, hopefully, we result in a very silly story.



    Once upon a time there was a man who lost his cell phone.

  2. ahmu profile image55
    ahmuposted 9 years ago

    Once upon a time there was a man who lost his cell phone.
    The man decided to go back and look for it in his car.

    1. Princessa profile image84
      Princessaposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      But discovered that someone had also stolen his pink Cadillac.

      1. Om Paramapoonya profile image96
        Om Paramapoonyaposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        Inside that pink Cadillac, there was something he wanted no one to see.

        1. SweetiePie profile image83
          SweetiePieposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          In the glove compartment he was hiding an overdue library book from 1993!

          1. grumpyjacksa profile image58
            grumpyjacksaposted 9 years agoin reply to this

            That he kept because he had a severe crush on the librarian who stamped it.

            1. topstuff profile image61
              topstuffposted 9 years agoin reply to this

              He could not stand the pain of that crush,commited suicide and this is how his story ended.

              1. Mark Knowles profile image59
                Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

                Then he woke up and discovered it was all a dream and he hadn't really committed suicide, and decided it was time to get over his silly crush and find himself a real girlfriend. big_smile

                1. Susan Ng profile image92
                  Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

                  Once upon a time there was a man who lost his cell phone.
                  The man decided to go back and look for it in his car.
                  But discovered that someone had also stolen his pink Cadillac.
                  Inside that pink Cadillac, there was something he wanted no one to see.
                  In the glove compartment he was hiding an overdue library book from 1993!
                  That he kept because he had a severe crush on the librarian who stamped it.
                  He could not stand the pain of that crush, commited suicide and this is how his story ended.

                  Then he woke up and discovered it was all a dream and he hadn't really committed suicide, and decided it was time to get over his silly crush and find himself a real girlfriend. big_smile
                  Suddenly, he heard his cell phone ringing!

                  1. RFox profile image73
                    RFoxposted 9 years agoin reply to this

                    It was Debra from the antique store he liked to frequent, her name was blinking on his call display, willing him to answer.

                2. topstuff profile image61
                  topstuffposted 9 years agoin reply to this

                  Its lovely.I knew a savior will appear.

  3. Om Paramapoonya profile image96
    Om Paramapoonyaposted 9 years ago

    Topstuff, I thought it was supposed to be a silly story, not a tragedy tongue

    1. topstuff profile image61
      topstuffposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      Only silly stories end in tragedy,what do you say.

      1. Om Paramapoonya profile image96
        Om Paramapoonyaposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        hmmm.....................very sublime tongue

        1. topstuff profile image61
          topstuffposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          Yeah,thanks i know the end was really tragic.That poor guy...

  4. ripplemaker profile image85
    ripplemakerposted 9 years ago

    Four of his front teeth was missing!  lol

    1. Mark Knowles profile image59
      Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      Which was strange; there should have been six missing, and he once again realised he had failed to wake up and was in yet another dream; he just hoped this one would be better than the last and he wouldn't find a cell phone buried in his head.

      1. William F. Torpey profile image75
        William F. Torpeyposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        But all of a sudden he heard something ringing in his head.

  5. In The Doghouse profile image84
    In The Doghouseposted 9 years ago

    He realized it was his alarm clock, it had been a very long night with way too many bad dreams.

    1. Mark Knowles profile image59
      Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      He reached under the pillow, bought out a large lump hammer and smashed the alarm clock into a million pieces, thinking to himself, "that alarm clock will never bother me again."

      1. ripplemaker profile image85
        ripplemakerposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        He breathed a sigh of relief, adjusting his pillow so he could sleep.  But out of the blue, something was ringing...again!  It seemed the sound came from under the bed!

        1. futonfraggle profile image76
          futonfraggleposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          He quickly realized that it was the 3 AM phone call intended for Hillary Clinton.

          1. Susan Ng profile image92
            Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

            "Don't tell me this is another bad dream!" he muttered to himself in exasperation as he checked under his bed.

  6. William F. Torpey profile image75
    William F. Torpeyposted 9 years ago

    He picked up the phone very gingerly. "Hello?" He couldn't believe his ears when he heard this response: "Hi, This is Barack."

    1. Susan Ng profile image92
      Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      He never dreamed he'd hear from Barack again after what he did last summer.

      1. futonfraggle profile image76
        futonfraggleposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        A few moments into the conversation, his eyes darted towards the closet, where he kept a small cardboard box filled with momentos from last Summer.

        1. Susan Ng profile image92
          Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          "Damn you, Barack!  Why are you doing this to me?!" he screamed into the phone when he could take it no more.

          1. SweetiePie profile image83
            SweetiePieposted 9 years agoin reply to this

            He had pretended to be the cleaning lady so he could get into Barack's hotel room and steal his toast, with the intention of selling it on ebay.

  7. In The Doghouse profile image84
    In The Doghouseposted 9 years ago

    Instead he found a real "gold mine" lying right out in plain sight.

    1. Susan Ng profile image92
      Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      There on the table lay Barack's four front teeth... made of pure 24-karat gold.

      1. Mark Knowles profile image59
        Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        And he wondered if Hilary still had the other two; the good ones, the most important ones, the ones that would solve the world's problems.

  8. Lifebydesign profile image63
    Lifebydesignposted 9 years ago

    Meantime he'd sell those gold teeth, get himself a new alarm clock and check in for a CT scan and see if they couldn't locate where that damn ringing in his head was still coming from.

    1. futonfraggle profile image76
      futonfraggleposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      If not, he'd buy a one-way ticket to Coney Island to fulfill his dream of becoming a fire-eater at the freak show.

      1. Mark Knowles profile image59
        Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        But then he decided his plan of finding a girlfriend was the best one; it had been a while and he was getting a little antsy - on the other hand, perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone; there were any number of interesting women in the freak show.

        1. Susan Ng profile image92
          Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          So he went to try and sell the four gold teeth to a man he heard had six front teeth missing so he could buy his ticket to Coney Island, but who should that man be but Barack himself!

  9. Lifebydesign profile image63
    Lifebydesignposted 9 years ago

    Barrack had nothing- it was all going on the campaign trail. He suggested if Hillary couldn't help they should head over to Coney anyway disguised as peanuts.

    1. Susan Ng profile image92
      Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      Unknown to the man who lost his cell phone, Barrack was plotting to take revenge on him for stealing his four front teeth made of pure 24-karat gold from his hotel room.  (The man who lost his cell phone didn't even know it was Barrack's teeth he had stolen.)

  10. In The Doghouse profile image84
    In The Doghouseposted 9 years ago

    "Once upon a time there was a man who lost his cell phone.  The man decided to go back and look for it in his car.  But discovered that someone had also stolen his pink Cadillac.  Inside that pink Cadillac, there was something he wanted no one to see.  In the glove compartment he was hiding an overdue library book from 1993!  That he kept because he had a severe crush on the librarian who stamped it.  He could not stand the pain of that crush, commited suicide and this is how his story ended.


    Then he woke up and discovered it was all a dream and he hadn't really committed suicide, and decided it was time to get over his silly crush and find himself a real girlfriend.  Suddenly, he heard his cell phone ringing!  It was Debra from the antique store he liked to frequent, her name was blinking on his call display, willing him to answer. But as he raised his cell phone up to his ear, it vanished!  He realized that he was just hearing and seeing things, because his cell phone had gotten lost earlier that day.  But like a missing limb that still itches, he kept hearing that damn cell phone ringing, although he wasn't sure if this was one of his usual hallucinations or the effects of the insane amount of drugs and alcohol he'd ingested at lunch.   


    He clawed at his head and started pulling at his hair, certain that his cell phone was buried deep inside his skull.  And then he woke up and realised that he had accidentally woken in a bad dream the last time and this was, in fact, the real world, at least, he thought it might be, and decided to look in the mirror to check.  What he saw in the mirror made him laugh hysterically.  Four of his front teeth was missing!  Which was strange; there should have been six missing, and he once again realised he had failed to wake up and was in yet another dream; he just hoped this one would be better than the last and he wouldn't find a cell phone buried in his head.


    But all of a sudden he heard something ringing in his head.  He realized it was his alarm clock, it had been a very long night with way too many bad dreams. He reached under the pillow, bought out a large lump hammer and smashed the alarm clock into a million pieces, thinking to himself, "that alarm clock will never bother me again."  He breathed a sigh of relief, adjusting his pillow so he could sleep.  But out of the blue, something was ringing...again!  It seemed the sound came from under the bed!  He quickly realized that it was the 3 AM phone call intended for Hillary Clinton.


    "Don't tell me this is another bad dream!" he muttered to himself in exasperation as he checked under his bed.  He picked up the phone very gingerly. "Hello?" He couldn't believe his ears when he heard this response: "Hi, This is Barack."  He never dreamed he'd hear from Barack again after what he did last summer.  A few moments into the conversation, his eyes darted towards the closet, where he kept a small cardboard box filled with momentos from last Summer.  "Damn you, Barack!  Why are you doing this to me?!" he screamed into the phone when he could take it no more.


    He had pretended to be the cleaning lady so he could get into Barack's hotel room and steal his toast, with the intention of selling it on ebay.  Instead he found a real "gold mine" lying right out in plain sight.  There on the table lay Barack's four front teeth... made of pure 24-karat gold.  And he wondered if Hilary still had the other two; the good ones, the most important ones, the ones that would solve the world's problems.


    Meantime he'd sell those gold teeth, get himself a new alarm clock and check in for a CT scan and see if they couldn't locate where that damn ringing in his head was still coming from.  If not, he'd buy a one-way ticket to Coney Island to fulfill his dream of becoming a fire-eater at the freak show.  But then he decided his plan of finding a girlfriend was the best one; it had been a while and he was getting a little antsy - on the other hand, perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone; there were any number of interesting women in the freak show.  So he went to try and sell the four gold teeth to a man he heard had six front teeth missing so he could buy his ticket to Coney Island, but who should that man be but Barack himself!


    Barrack had nothing- it was all going on the campaign trail. He suggested if Hillary couldn't help they should head over to Coney anyway disguised as peanuts. Unknown to the man who lost his cell phone, Barrack was plotting to take revenge on him for stealing his four front teeth made of pure 24-karat gold from his hotel room.  (The man who lost his cell phone didn't even know it was Barrack's teeth he had stolen.)"

    Being sneaky, disguised as a peanut himself, Barrack had formulated a plan that involved turning this unsuspecting “peanut” into creamy peanut butter; something he could really sink his missing teeth into.

    1. Mark Knowles profile image59
      Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      But then he bit into the soggy peanut butter sandwich and discovered something he had thought lost forever.

      1. Lifebydesign profile image63
        Lifebydesignposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        No, but this was impossible! How could this be he thought?

  11. In The Doghouse profile image84
    In The Doghouseposted 9 years ago

    It was really there, among the soggy stale slices of bread, mixed with the creamy peanut butter and sweet grape jelly, he found it.

  12. Bonnie Ramsey profile image81
    Bonnie Ramseyposted 9 years ago

    His lovely, mushy, still-ringing cellphone!

  13. Susan Ng profile image92
    Susan Ngposted 9 years ago

    Ecstatic about having found his long-lost cellphone (which had gotten him into this mess in the first place) - the man who lost his cellphone and found it again didn't see Barrack's creamy peanut-buttered fist coming towards his face.

    1. futonfraggle profile image76
      futonfraggleposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      In a Matrix-like maneuver he leaned back; the creamy peanut butter flying from Barrack's fist like candy from a piñata.

  14. Susan Ng profile image92
    Susan Ngposted 9 years ago

    But the man who lost his cell phone and found it again had had one too many alcoholic drinks and drugs that day - he miscalculated his Matrix-like maneuver, and Barrack's creamy peanut-buttered fist came crashing into his face, knocking out 6 of his front teeth and leaving a nutty trail of evidence.

  15. ripplemaker profile image85
    ripplemakerposted 9 years ago

    Evidently his dreams had become a reality.  Or is this another nightmare?  He groaned in pain as he lay on the floor bleeding.

  16. Lifebydesign profile image63
    Lifebydesignposted 9 years ago

    Mentally shattered from the farcical events of the day he slowly wiped the peanut butter off his face, hungrily licked his fingers- he would have eaten the jar too could he find it- and collected his scattered teeth.

    1. Mark Knowles profile image59
      Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      He replaced the lost teeth, feeling the transformation begin; slowly he began the metamorphosis, the power growing, the sense of destiny-about-to-be-fulfilled becoming stronger by the moment; he turned, caught his reflection in a shop window and had become, once again, the avenging angel, the savior of the masses, he had become.....

      1. Susan Ng profile image92
        Susan Ngposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        ...Optimus Prime - robot in disguise. big_smile

        1. Lifebydesign profile image63
          Lifebydesignposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          LOL!!

  17. ripplemaker profile image85
    ripplemakerposted 9 years ago

    And the robot in disguise suddenly sent out a shout of glee.  And out from nowhere, his pink Cadillac magically appeared.

  18. Lifebydesign profile image63
    Lifebydesignposted 9 years ago

    Lady Penelope pulled up wearing matching hat and gloves and a mystified look on her face.

  19. In The Doghouse profile image84
    In The Doghouseposted 9 years ago

    It was her, the girl of his dreams, Penelope; she had been transformed into the pink cadillac such a fitting transformation for a beautiful delicate transformer.

  20. StefanMDP profile image80
    StefanMDPposted 9 years ago

    And with her delicate voice she said:

    You are leaking coolant. Want to buy my "Transformer Self Repair" eBook?

    1. Mark Knowles profile image59
      Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      Offended at the thought of yet another ebook copied from a bunch of other ebooks and written by some one who does not really understand the subject, Optimus Prime crushed the pink Cadillac with one blow, laughed his toothless laugh and flew off in search of a real girlfriend; he really hated spammers.

  21. RFox profile image73
    RFoxposted 9 years ago

    And then from his lofty view he spotted her, his one true love, the anti-spam in can transformer, she was so beautiful with her glistening ring pull and kick-ass attitude, he just had to meet her metal to metal.

  22. Bonnie Ramsey profile image81
    Bonnie Ramseyposted 9 years ago

    He flew from the loft toward her, his heart punding so hard he could hardly breathe. What would he say to her? How would she react?

  23. profile image0
    RUTHIE17posted 9 years ago

    Gently he settled on the dirty, cracked sidwalk beside her and, with great hope, extended his metal claw filled with crackers toward his one true love, Spam-in-a-can.

  24. Mark Knowles profile image59
    Mark Knowlesposted 9 years ago

    Anti-spam-in-a-can looked at him in disgust; she calmly walked towards him, and without warning, slapped him hard with the back of her hand, "Why didn't you call after that wonderful night we had together !?, Lose your cell phone? " she screamed at the top of her voice, causing buildings to shake as far as 2 miles away.

    1. SunSeven profile image68
      SunSevenposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      What a silly story! smile

      1. SparklingJewel profile image78
        SparklingJewelposted 9 years agoin reply to this

        "...but, but, but..."', he began, "I have been having these dreams, that I didn't know whether they were real or not....and, and,.... all I could think of was you, and, and,...I am so glad to have found you, sweetheart, please don't be mad at me...

        1. Mark Knowles profile image59
          Mark Knowlesposted 9 years agoin reply to this

          Anti-spam-in-the-can was not so easily mollified; she had heard it all before, but then just as she was about to walk away, she heard it too; a faint ringing, like a cell phone buried in some one's head would make.

          Edit - next person up can pick one LOL

          1. Lifebydesign profile image63
            Lifebydesignposted 9 years agoin reply to this

            Mark Knowles wrote:





            Anti-spam-in-the-can was not so easily mollified; she had heard it all before, but then just as she was about to walk away, she heard it too; a faint ringing, like a cell phone buried in some one's head would make.

  25. Betty Jo Petty profile image59
    Betty Jo Pettyposted 9 years ago

    The slap only endeared her to him even more.

    Yes, he had lost his phone.  "I'm so sorry, he said.  Yes, I lost my phone.  I did try to call you from the pay phone, but it wasn't working."

    Hearing this, she realized he did truly care, and she had to admit, "I am so sorry for slapping you.  Forgive me for making you so mad."

    "Can you forgive me for slapping you,and can we get together and have a future?"  Moving her pink dressings around seductively!


    (hehe)

  26. Lifebydesign profile image63
    Lifebydesignposted 9 years ago

    She reached into her metal interior causing sparks to fly. Fortunately the peanut butter dampened any budding flames.

    1. SparklingJewel profile image78
      SparklingJewelposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      Aha !! there is that peanut butter again...where have I seen/tasted that before? What does this mean?

      (so is Penelope pink anti-spam-in-a-can   and is Omni Prime the guy detective with no front teeth covered in peanut butter that lost his cell phone [but keeps hearing it] and has been having dreams or reality memories?) We (I) need a recap !!! smile smile smile

  27. Susan Ng profile image92
    Susan Ngposted 9 years ago

    Once upon a time there was a man who lost his cell phone.  The man decided to go back and look for it in his car.  But discovered that someone had also stolen his pink Cadillac.  Inside that pink Cadillac, there was something he wanted no one to see.  In the glove compartment he was hiding an overdue library book from 1993!  That he kept because he had a severe crush on the librarian who stamped it.  He could not stand the pain of that crush, commited suicide and this is how his story ended.

    Then he woke up and discovered it was all a dream and he hadn't really committed suicide, and decided it was time to get over his silly crush and find himself a real girlfriend.  Suddenly, he heard his cell phone ringing!  It was Debra from the antique store he liked to frequent, her name was blinking on his call display, willing him to answer. But as he raised his cell phone up to his ear, it vanished!  He realized that he was just hearing and seeing things, because his cell phone had gotten lost earlier that day.  But like a missing limb that still itches, he kept hearing that damn cell phone ringing, although he wasn't sure if this was one of his usual hallucinations or the effects of the insane amount of drugs and alcohol he'd ingested at lunch.   

    He clawed at his head and started pulling at his hair, certain that his cell phone was buried deep inside his skull.  And then he woke up and realised that he had accidentally woken in a bad dream the last time and this was, in fact, the real world, at least, he thought it might be, and decided to look in the mirror to check.  What he saw in the mirror made him laugh hysterically.  Four of his front teeth was missing!  Which was strange; there should have been six missing, and he once again realised he had failed to wake up and was in yet another dream; he just hoped this one would be better than the last and he wouldn't find a cell phone buried in his head.

    But all of a sudden he heard something ringing in his head.  He realized it was his alarm clock, it had been a very long night with way too many bad dreams. He reached under the pillow, bought out a large lump hammer and smashed the alarm clock into a million pieces, thinking to himself, "that alarm clock will never bother me again."  He breathed a sigh of relief, adjusting his pillow so he could sleep.  But out of the blue, something was ringing...again!  It seemed the sound came from under the bed!  He quickly realized that it was the 3 AM phone call intended for Hillary Clinton.

    "Don't tell me this is another bad dream!" he muttered to himself in exasperation as he checked under his bed.  He picked up the phone very gingerly. "Hello?" He couldn't believe his ears when he heard this response: "Hi, This is Barack."  He never dreamed he'd hear from Barack again after what he did last summer.  A few moments into the conversation, his eyes darted towards the closet, where he kept a small cardboard box filled with momentos from last Summer.  "Damn you, Barack!  Why are you doing this to me?!" he screamed into the phone when he could take it no more.

    He had pretended to be the cleaning lady so he could get into Barack's hotel room and steal his toast, with the intention of selling it on ebay.  Instead he found a real "gold mine" lying right out in plain sight.  There on the table lay Barack's four front teeth... made of pure 24-karat gold.  And he wondered if Hilary still had the other two; the good ones, the most important ones, the ones that would solve the world's problems.

    Meantime he'd sell those gold teeth, get himself a new alarm clock and check in for a CT scan and see if they couldn't locate where that damn ringing in his head was still coming from.  If not, he'd buy a one-way ticket to Coney Island to fulfill his dream of becoming a fire-eater at the freak show.  But then he decided his plan of finding a girlfriend was the best one; it had been a while and he was getting a little antsy - on the other hand, perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone; there were any number of interesting women in the freak show.  So he went to try and sell the four gold teeth to a man he heard had six front teeth missing so he could buy his ticket to Coney Island, but who should that man be but Barack himself!

    Barrack had nothing- it was all going on the campaign trail. He suggested if Hillary couldn't help they should head over to Coney anyway disguised as peanuts. Unknown to the man who lost his cell phone, Barrack was plotting to take revenge on him for stealing his four front teeth made of pure 24-karat gold from his hotel room.  (The man who lost his cell phone didn't even know it was Barrack's teeth he had stolen.)

    Being sneaky, disguised as a peanut himself, Barrack had formulated a plan that involved turning this unsuspecting “peanut” into creamy peanut butter; something he could really sink his missing teeth into.  But then he bit into the soggy peanut butter sandwich and discovered something he had thought lost forever. 

    No, but this was impossible! How could this be he thought?  It was really there, among the soggy stale slices of bread, mixed with the creamy peanut butter and sweet grape jelly, he found it.  His lovely, mushy, still-ringing cellphone! 

    Ecstatic about having found his long-lost cellphone (which had gotten him into this mess in the first place) - the man who lost his cellphone and found it again didn't see Barrack's creamy peanut-buttered fist coming towards his face.  In a Matrix-like maneuver he leaned back; the creamy peanut butter flying from Barrack's fist like candy from a piñata.  But the man who lost his cell phone and found it again had had one too many alcoholic drinks and drugs that day - he miscalculated his Matrix-like maneuver, and Barrack's creamy peanut-buttered fist came crashing into his face, knocking out 6 of his front teeth and leaving a nutty trail of evidence.  Evidently his dreams had become a reality.  Or is this another nightmare? 

    He groaned in pain as he lay on the floor bleeding.  Mentally shattered from the farcical events of the day he slowly wiped the peanut butter off his face, hungrily licked his fingers- he would have eaten the jar too could he find it- and collected his scattered teeth.  He replaced the lost teeth, feeling the transformation begin; slowly he began the metamorphosis, the power growing, the sense of destiny-about-to-be-fulfilled becoming stronger by the moment; he turned, caught his reflection in a shop window and had become, once again, the avenging angel, the savior of the masses, he had become.....

    ...Optimus Prime - robot in disguise. 

    And the robot in disguise suddenly sent out a shout of glee.  And out from nowhere, his pink Cadillac magically appeared.  Lady Penelope pulled up wearing matching hat and gloves and a mystified look on her face.  It was her, the girl of his dreams, Penelope; she had been transformed into the pink cadillac such a fitting transformation for a beautiful delicate transformer.  And with her delicate voice she said: You are leaking coolant. Want to buy my "Transformer Self Repair" eBook? 

    Offended at the thought of yet another ebook copied from a bunch of other ebooks and written by some one who does not really understand the subject, Optimus Prime crushed the pink Cadillac with one blow, laughed his toothless laugh and flew off in search of a real girlfriend; he really hated spammers. 

    And then from his lofty view he spotted her, his one true love, the anti-spam in can transformer, she was so beautiful with her glistening ring pull and kick-ass attitude, he just had to meet her metal to metal.  He flew from the loft toward her, his heart pounding so hard he could hardly breathe. What would he say to her? How would she react?  Gently he settled on the dirty, cracked sidewalk beside her and, with great hope, extended his metal claw filled with crackers toward his one true love, Anti-spam-in-a-can. 

    Anti-spam-in-a-can looked at him in disgust; she calmly walked towards him, and without warning, slapped him hard with the back of her hand, "Why didn't you call after that wonderful night we had together !?, Lose your cell phone? " she screamed at the top of her voice, causing buildings to shake as far as 2 miles away. 

    "...but, but, but..."', he began, "I have been having these dreams, that I didn't know whether they were real or not....and, and,.... all I could think of was you, and, and,...I am so glad to have found you, sweetheart, please don't be mad at me... 

    Anti-spam-in-the-can was not so easily mollified; she had heard it all before, but then just as she was about to walk away, she heard it too; a faint ringing, like a cell phone buried in some one's head would make.  She reached into her metal interior causing sparks to fly. Fortunately the peanut butter dampened any budding flames.  Aha !! there is that peanut butter again...where have I seen/tasted that before? What does this mean?

    But it wasn’t peanut butter.  It was chocolate mixed with gooey mud.  Optimus Prime knew only one person who could melt girls' hearts into chocolatey mud: notorious ladies man He-Man, Master of the Universe.

  28. ripplemaker profile image85
    ripplemakerposted 9 years ago

    Optimus Prime's head began to spin!  Not He-Man!  How dare he!  And he huffed and puffed and he puffed and huffed,  puffed, huffed, huffed, puffed until his grey skin turned red!

    1. SweetiePie profile image83
      SweetiePieposted 9 years agoin reply to this

      Then Optimus Prime woke up from his weird dream and realized his oh so fair skin was burning in the tanning bed at his favorite salon, which made him lament his parents' decision to give him such a funny and odd name.

  29. Susan Ng profile image92
    Susan Ngposted 9 years ago

    But what he thought was a dream had indeed been reality, and what he though was reality was in fact the dream.  Now he stood at the mouth of Castle Grayskull not knowing how he had gotten there.  Blind fury had led him to where he could find He-Man.

  30. profile image0
    Zarm Nefilinposted 9 years ago

    But just then Ironman came in and threw a cream pie in his face while the Incredible Hulk grabbed him from behind and gave him a Noogie on the head!

  31. ripplemaker profile image85
    ripplemakerposted 9 years ago

    Whatever happened to this silly story?  Can somebody give an ending?  I think I got lost with the dream and waking up and then dreaming again and goodness...it's making my head spin again and again. lol

 
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