It wasn't long until the motorboat ran out of gas, as the linear distance from Lake Michigan to Paris, France far exceeded the boat's expected one-tank distance estimation.
"What do we do now, guys? We're stuck miles away from shore." Skye smarmied.
"You guys didn't think I don't always come prepared, did y'all?" LeForbes contractioned. "Hop on my back."
Abraham, Officer, and Skye all perched upon LeForbes' shoulders as he took off his cowboy boots.
"Check it," he said. LeForbes is a black man, by the way. #diversity
He pushed a tiny red button on the heels of each shoe, and as if by magic or deus ex machina, water skis popped out. LeForbes let out a much anticipated "YEEHAW!" and sped off across the Atlantic.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
2nd Murder Mystery: Part 2nd
Greetings, readers! It is I, Jake, here to welcome you to my first portion of the 2nd Annual Winter Murder Mystery as well as to commend you for coming back a second time. Truthfully, that's about all I was prepared to type in introduction so forgive me but I'm going to write the actual story now.
AHEM!
Officer got Abraham's attention by blasting his sirens as well as the classic hit "Lovesong" by The Cure while hollering in Aramaic. Unfortunately for Abraham, he couldn't speak Aramaic so he sat for an hour before deciding that he should probably check to see who was outside his house.
"Here we go," Abraham here we go'd.
AHEM!
Officer got Abraham's attention by blasting his sirens as well as the classic hit "Lovesong" by The Cure while hollering in Aramaic. Unfortunately for Abraham, he couldn't speak Aramaic so he sat for an hour before deciding that he should probably check to see who was outside his house.
"Here we go," Abraham here we go'd.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
2nd Annual Murder Mystery: Part 1
Hello reader, and welcome to Monsieur Jake and Señor Jared's second annual murder mystery™. In this installment to our "critically" "acclaimed" and best-"selling" fran"chi"se, you can expect nouns, adjectives, predicate nominatives, and even complex sentences!
If you are unfamiliar with our unique and convoluted style of composing the story, Jake and I take turns each day for a month writing one part, not knowing what the other will write until it's published. Some say it's the greatest inventive writing style since Gandhi. Some say that.
Wishing you the best of luck comprehending the series,
Jared "Rembrandt" Seale
If you are unfamiliar with our unique and convoluted style of composing the story, Jake and I take turns each day for a month writing one part, not knowing what the other will write until it's published. Some say it's the greatest inventive writing style since Gandhi. Some say that.
Wishing you the best of luck comprehending the series,
Jared "Rembrandt" Seale
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
A Play by Jared Seale
Instead of taking notes, I conjured up this little masterpiece in Biology.
A Play by Jared Seale
By Jared Seale
Cast:
Jim
Rosy
Dave
Eugene
Regina
Beth
Dequafius
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
The Continued Adventures of Sam the Farmer
Sam the Farmer woke one gray Nebraska morning to the sound of thunder. It was raining, and there would be no working in the fields that day. Sam thought of how he could be productive. He leaned over to ask his wife, Maggie, but she was still asleep. He kissed her on the cheek and went back to sleep. He would think about it after sunrise.
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