Hello my name is rick, i am a doh'nut and i live in timhortons and i sit in the counter next to my sprinkely frinds ,jim nathan,rick, bob and reece. jim is the kinda guy who just cant stop talking about stuff, bob is the kinda guy who shows stupid videos and no one wants to hear them or see them and we doh'nuts have tiny laptops and reece is the guy who acts tough but loves the English roses and me i just hang low. One day we all got cramed into a giant box with some other mean guys then it got pitch black for a while, later we heard car start up and back out. after 10 or so minuites we got saw light and GIANT HANDS...... "aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" cried jim as he entered a giant cave and never came out. then 2 more hands took some other guys and never came out. we saw. we lived. we entered. then it got dark only me, nathan and reece plus a couple of other guys were in the darkness i thought we were gonners then we heard "creeeeeeeeeeeek" and got stuffed and we all slide to each other and screamed as we were being lifted in to the air.
PLUNK" and then we got picked up again but this time we heard " NAW NAW CRUNCH CHRUNCH ERRRRRRR." Then the darkness slowly fatted away as we were slowly getting demolished by a giant baker roller made out of concreate then 2 guys got crushed all that was left was me,reece and nathan i some how got lucky and some how rolled out of the darkness and into the light on to the dirt gravel as i was forced to watch my friends get destroyed by the machine baker thing. after looking over it i saw it was not a giant baker only a giant truck full of garbage so i called it a garbage truck.
after many days of hot,cold and rainy days i started to get moldy and soggy and loosing my sprinkely hair and slowly lossing my eyes i dint lose my soul. so i screamed out loud " I AM RICKY AND I WILL NOT DIE A EATEN MA...... i am slow y di ing a d c n barely speak go d b e. i whent to heaven and saw all my friends and lived a doh'nut heaven life with all my friends. ( the actual sentence) i am slowly dieng and can barely speak good bye.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
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