A lonely guy with long curly hair was walking on a bridge one sunny day. A girl with dark leathery skin drove into him with her bike. He fell down and his backpack busted and spilled out with chips.
"Unbelievable!" the girl said.
He called a taxi and drove off. The girl took her bike to Tans For Less. She got a tan so yellow they didn't let her park.
Meanwhile, the man stopped by Subway to get more chips. He got Barbeque Ranch and Nacho Cheese. The cashier asked, "Do you want some Fairview with that?"
The man declined in a confused manner. He made a quick trip to the airport. Apon arrival, he found out that the cashier had followed him.
He said, "What do you want?"
"I want to give you Fairview," the cashier replied.
On the opposite side of town, three fat rabbis were doing a ritual involving stale chips. They touched their toes in great distress. They did some splits and yoga around the chips in a circle. The chips mystically rose into the air.
"Let's go to a party at Kaiser Permanente," suggested the redhead rabbi. Soon after they arrived at kaiser Permanente, they had a chip fight while putting one foot mysteriously above their heads.
"We shall be named the Yoga Rabbis!" they shouted. They started to dance to Disturbia and sang along in falsetto. One rabbi ran up a tree and did a split between two branches. One of them broke and he came crashing down to the floor.
The rabbi was rushed to the hospital where the leather girl was getting a parking ticket. Next to the rabbi's hospital stall, there was a strange Arabian girl with a crown of chips. She started doing an Arabian hula dance.
She said, "Are you from Fairview?"
The rabbi but both feet above his head and his hands across his buttox in a state of confusion.
Deep in the forest, dwarves were gathering for their annual feast. Joe Myers came to the dwarf hospital due to a chip lodged in his cranium from his wife's abuse. A merman fell on the feast table just as the chips were being served. One dwarf accidentally ate off his arm before she realized he was not a tasty chip. Santa helped push him back into the lake. The dwarves were talking in hushed voices as Santa's wife dumped wrapping paper with images of chips into the lake.
A small lizard was choking Chucky behind one of the many trees. Chucky's wife spied on the anorexic female dwarves in the clearing. She looked down at the flab on her stomach and felt envy cave into her abdomen. Then, Robin Hood came in streaking and began shooting food at the dwarves with his bow.
"Eat it, you unhealthy swine!" he cried as he ran through, his body bare for all to see.
Back at the airport, the man with curly hair bought the soonest flight which happened to be Uruguay. He had a tingling feeling of urine as the plane took off. The steward had a huge nose and was in a square dress. He passed around round chips as his caved in and squashed face grimaced.
Santa snuck in through the toilet to find an obese gay man having diarrhea. Santa managed to get out with redish brown slime all over him. He quickly dropped off a present for the curly haired man. In a rush, Santa jumped out a window and parachuted down.
The curly haired man peered around. There was a hobo across from him and a hot babe in front of him. He hastily opened the small gift box.
It was a purple chip. Just then the plane began to crash, and the shiny purple chip flew away. The plane smashed against the ground on a residential street. There, on the sidewalk, was a sign that said "Welcome to Fairview". He was so shocked that he fell on the fat gay man.
It was Fairview Island! A dog kept biting his leg. The purple chip had long past floated into the ocean.
This is a very old and immature story I wrote when I was in elementary school. It makes next to no sense, but *ehem* somebody wanted me to post it.
what were we 7 when we wrote this
true story.. we wrote this based on true events and people we passed by in the car! the protagonist was based off of a homeless dude with shaggy hair
i love it tho
You support me in my darkest hours .
while ranting at my mom for the atrocious books in the library, I realized I had an uncanny talent of writing romance stories on the spot. le gasp~
Maybe it is your secret calling o.o
dude maybe o.o
I got sick from my own cheesiness romance writing, so maybe I could get rich ............
ID*E*GAF. Sometimes cheesey can be good. I don't really know, I'm not a seasoned romance reader :/