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Number 6.

 

This one’ll be fun, I’m sure of it. You gotta write a story or a poem. Sounds easy? It ain’t. You need to include the below things (or is it above, oooooh) in your story or poem. Here they are (and you must include every little thing).

·         Cake

·         BUFFALO

·         Thread

·         Tree

·         Mice (and that is a plural, not just one)

·         Puzzle (this can be metaphorical if you so wish)

·         A world record attempt (you can make one up)

·         And you must include your horrifically insane name.

 

Just so you get a little idea of what to do, here’s mine.

There once was a tree (oh looksee, leaves). And below this tree sat a buffalo (there’s another one). This buffalo enjoyed eating mice (fancy that, a meat-eating buffalo). Now this buffalo, was a very smart buffalo. It would pick the leaves off the tree, wrap the many mice in it and swallow it whole (it helps with digestion I hear). Tasted like cake the buffalo believed.. UPWHASMOIAINJAWTMMNL. And that was just because I needed to put it in and has no relevance to the story. So this buffalo, decided one day to attempt to break a world record. This record was the most mice wrapped in leaves eaten by a buffalo in 1 second. And as, it had never been attempted, the buffalo didn’t need to do much. So in 1 second the buffalo ate 1/10 of the mice wrapped in leaves. And that was all he needed to do to get that shiny medal. But then, the buffalo’s stomach exploded (for some unknown reason) and a polar bear (which I’m pretty sure you don’t find in the same region (guess animals can be crazy to)). So this polar bear came and stitched him up with needle and three. Now, if you are paying any attention, you might have realised that I have not included a puzzle in this story. Wait, the word was said just then. Hey, look, that’s it, all the words and a nice short story.

Or if that doesn’t tickle your fancy (don’t know what accent I’ve got now), you can do this-

Cake

BUFFALO

              Thread

Tree

Mice (and that is a plural, not just one)

Puzzle (this can be metaphorical if you so wish)

A world record attempt (you can make one up)

And you must include your horrifically insane name.

Hey look, it’s a poem. So, it’s your choice.

Reviews

[Aeneas Barton]

line 13: find in the same region (guess animals can be crazy to)) ------ find in the same region (guess animals can be crazy too))

[astoundinglyattractive]

Once upon a time there was a flock of mice, because there had recently been a reform that allowed animal groups to be called what they wanted to. If they wanted to be a herd of mice they could because there were no longer technical terms because that took away equality. So this flock of mice lived in a really sweet mansion. Then one day they ordered cake and pizza and donuts because they delivered that sort of thing. So they ate all their food and then they went outside to play. While they were outside, they saw a tall tree and there was a BUFFALO climbing it. "Who are you?" They asked.
"I am Not Actually Crazy You Are Just So Giraffe That You Fell For It." Said the BUFFALO.
"No," said the mice, "we are mice not giraffes. Why are you in that tree?"
"Because I was flying my puzzle and it got stuck in here. I was trying to beat the world record for highest-flying puzzle."
"That's nice." said the mice, "here, we can thread it out for you."
"Thank you so much!" cried the BUFFALO and they lived happily ever after.

[Ami N.]

Alright *rolls up sleeves*

Here I go!

There once was a buffalo that ate a cake. The icing of the cake had a picture of two mice on it. After the buffalo finished, it remembered its dentist's advice: Always brush and floss your teeth! So, it found a piece of thread and flossed its teeth. 

After it finished eating, it started thinking, puzzling, pondering over its state. The buffalo didn't have food to eat, so it thought, "Well maybe if the cake with mice tastes so good, then mice should taste good too!" But it didn't know where to find mice, so it decided to visit the wise and mighty TOWAACSNBD a.k.a. TOWWTTMUANSIMOUTMANSBIALT. So, it went and found TOWWTTMUANSIMOUTMANSBIALT perched on a tree. TOWWTTMUANSIMOUTMANSBIALT told the buffalo to solve a puzzle and handed it a maze map of the forest. TOWWTTMUANSIMOUTMANSBIALT told the buffalo to go through the forest and find the mice's place, which was marked in a red X. The buffalo would only be able to find it if he went there in record time. So he went there and ate the mouse. And lived happily ever after. 

The End

[Marie]

BUFFALO was frosting a freshly baked cake when FRIED LIZARD WITH APPLESAUCE came walking by. "That looks good," he said. "I'd offer you a piece," BUFFALO told him, but it's for my book club meeting this afternoon. "We're going for a world's record of reading Dickens--we've read all his books seven times apiece. I'll save you a piece of cake. I'd invite you to the meeting, but..." FRIED LIZARD WITH APPLESAUCE understood. After all, he couldn't read." You know, I hate slicing cake," BUFFALO mused. "It always crumbles, or the middle gets all squished..." "I'ts a puzzle all right." FRIED LIZARD WITH APPLESAUCE noded in agreement.Just then three mice swarmed down a nearby tree. They'd been forced to move from their mouse house, due to a persistant cat, and were now trying life in a high-rise. "I know how to cut a cake," one of them squeaked. "Use a thread, not a knife." "That's a fine idea!" BUFFALO enthused. "A thread would go right through...no crumbs, no squishing." BUFFALO got a piece of thread and swiftly divided the cake into five pieces. "I can always bake another one," he said. "Right now I'd like to have cake with my friends."

[Marie]

I can do this...