Monday, January 31, 2005

Holy String Day

A bunchojunk.com children's story
"I'm a little cupcake!" shouted Little Cupcake.

"I'm not!" shouted The Knot.

Then the knot untied itself and went to the temple to celebrate "Holy String Day" with his family and Robin the Boy Wonder.

"I'm still a little cupcake!" shouted Little Cupcake.

"So? I'm a gigantic donut!" said Little Donut.

"No, you are a little donut." said Little Cupcake.

"True," said Little Donut "but I am taking steroids."

"Let's go drop crumbs on Sheetcake." said Little Cupcake.

"Tee hee hee." said Little Donut.

"Snicker, snicker, snicker." snickered Little Cupcake.

"Mounds Bar, Mounds Bar, Mounds Bar." said a Snickers Bar that happened to be wandering by.

Then they all ran over to the Sheetcake.

"Stop right there," shouted Sheetcake "or I will cover your pastry side with icing!"

"Oooh, I'm quivering in my boots." said Little Cupcake.

"Oooh" Quipped Little Donut "I am a donut and thus I do not wear any kind of restrictive footwear."

"How about something comfortable like a sandal or a loafer?" suggested Sheetcake.

"Well, maybe." said Little Donut.

So they all jumped in Snickers Bar's white luxury van and drove to the shoe store where they all got footwear and lollypops.

THE END

11 comments:

  1. Anonymous1/31/2005

    I can't believe the little donut would admit to taking steriods. Perhaps it wanted to come out with the news before the grand jury testimony was leaked. Either way, my son will be crushed. 

    Posted by Mr. Freeze

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  2. Anonymous1/31/2005

    Sweetie, I'm shocked that you would try to pass this off as children's literature. The horrible thing you have written will forever corrupt their young impressionable minds. I mean come on. Lollipops from a shoe store? Don't you know those things taste like feet. 

    Posted by cravipat

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  3. Anonymous1/31/2005

    There is something so very wrong about this story. And maybe you as well, Sweetie. 

    Posted by Sweetiefan

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  4. Anonymous2/02/2005

    I wish I had stories like this when I was a child. Maybe they would have made sense to me. As it was, I was stuck with the little pig that went tritty-trot-trot-trot. Sad. 

    Posted by Nettie

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  5. Anonymous2/02/2005

    How quaint! What happened after he went tritty-trot-trot-trot. 

    Posted by Sweetie Guy Hutchinson

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  6. Anonymous2/04/2005

    She ran away, tritty-trot-trot-trot-trot, and all her family felt horrible for calling her much too small, so they tritty-trot-trot-trot-trotted after her to tell her how much they needed her. I'm sure it's not so quaint when it's being read ad nauseum by a four-year-old driving to Canada. 

    Posted by Nettie

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