hey, i gots a interactive stupid/funny story. fill in the blanks with the [specified oject]. it is up to you (kinda) how weird this story can be, but DON'T READ AHEAD.*pauses*.... PLEASE.
The Pink House
ok. so there was this guy, who was driving down an old country road in his brand-new-still-has-the-new-car-stink [a really cool chevy _____] and suddenly, there was this pink house. I mean it was PINK!! the grass was pink, the trees were pink, even the sky above it was pink. the guy was amazed, so he watched it untill it was out of view, so he turned back to the road, and there was this dog in the middle of the road, so being part of the humane society, he swirved, and hit a tree. soooooooooo, the guy walked back to the one and only house he saw, which was...ding ding! you guessed it! the pink house. So the guy walked up the pink steps, across the pink deck, and rang the pink doorbell. a little old pink lady opened the door and said in a feeble voice: "yeeess, sonny? can i help you?" and the dude was like: "Scha, i just like crashed my new car into a tree, and my cell is, like, dead, maan, can i use yur phone?" the little old lady shook her head with a sigh. "i dont have a telephone, but im getting one installed tomorrow, would you like to stay the night?" so the guy agrees and is lead across the pink thresh-hold, up the pink steps, to the first pink door on the right, which was full of pink [a cute object], and the guy goes to sleep.
ok, so this guy just got an old [ford _____] from his dad, and was driving along this ols country road, and suddenly, he passed this pink house. i mean everything was pink. the yard was pink, the sidewalk was pink, -even the sky above it was pink! so he watches it go out of view, and when he turns back to the road, there is a dog sitting in the middle of the road! so he swerves suddenly, barely missing the dog, and hits [the chevy _____] which hit a tree. so, the guy walks back to the pink house, ocross the pink lawn, up to the pink doorbell, and rings the pink doorbell. a little old pink lady comes to the pink door and says: "yees? what do you want?" and the guy, who alwas had manners pounded into his head by his mother said: "sorry to disturb you, ma'am, but i crashes into a(n)[the chevy], whiched had crashed into a tree, while avoiding a dog in the road. might i use your telephone?" the pink lady looked genuinely sorry: "im sorry, but i dont have a telephone yet, but am getting one tomorrow. would you like to stay untill then?" the man replied that hr was honored by the invitation, and gladly accepted. she led him up the pink stairs, and into the 2nd pink door on the right which was full of pink [any object]s, and the guy went to sleep.
so this guy got a new [volkswagon_____]and was really proud of it, his first car. so he was driving down this old country road, when he passed a really really really pink house. everything was pink. the virds in the tree were pink, the dirt was pink, even the sky above it was pink!! so he watches it untill it got out of view, and when he turned back around to the road, there was a.......skunk in the middle of the road!(you all thought i would say dog, diddnt you?), so, worried that the skunk's stinky-stuff-pouch would explode, he sverves and hit a [ford___] which hit a [chevy___] which hit a tree. He was devistated. he loved that car.so the guy walked back to the pink house walked across the pink path, to the pink porch, and rang the pink doorbell. the little old pink lady answered the pink door and just looked at the man on her porch, who was sobbing histerically. "wha...?" was all she could say, for astonishment. she had not expected a grown man to cry in public."I *sniff* crashed my car...*sob-sniff-sniff*into othercars, and*snif* I *gets out hankerchief and blows his nose in it...loudly* canIuse your tele... tele*blows nose again* phone?" mumbles the man, words becoming less intelligible by the minute. "uh- i have no phone-" the pink lady says to a fresh bout of wails from the man "ButI'mgettingonetomorrow, so stop your sniviling! geeze!" finishes the pink lady hurridly, as the man flings his arms around her. she pried him off her and puts him on the 3rd door on the right, upstairs.
The next morning, the first guy comes down the pink stairs, yawning widely, and grabs a pink bowl of pink cheerios, and sits down at the pink table in a pink chair, turns on the pink television, and starts to watch the pink panther. the second guy comes down, also grabs a pink bowl of pink cheerios, and sits next to the first guy and also watches the pink panther. soon after, the third guy comes doen the pink stairs, mumbling uncoherently to no one in particular, and grabs a bowl of pink [your favorite cereal] and sits down and watches the pink panther with the first 2 guyes.
Moral: every two out of three (Americans) perfer Cheerios to any othe brand of cereal.
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