It was a stormy day that night. And there wasn't anything to do about all the chocolate that was stolen away. They were too fast for kingkong. There wasn't anything for anyone to do about it. Then, fifty-five kingkongs were there. They wished they could have done it a long time ago. Now, is there chance to stop them. Then, the chocolate thieves came from the run. Their mouths were all chocolatey. Kingkong chased them to the end of the world. And that was as long he chased them. He had two hours to chase them and then, they would be at Central Factory. Then, kingkong chased them and chased them. Then, he caught Omar. And The Great. And the Little Child and Wilbert and Donna. All of them were in jail. It took all the equipment out of their pockets so that there was no more busting out for them. Then, one more chocolate theif arrived. His name was Faris. And Hasna and Flo. And Si-ham. And Isa, And Usef, and Humseh, and Museh and that was too much to arrest for even one million kingkongs. Then, he turned into two million kingkongs. Then, he arrested all of them in one hour. Then, two hours was over. But, nobody was there at the Central Station. And that was good. The End. The End of them all. |
Sep. 25, 2008 - Untitled Comment
Mrs. McKinley
and yes I will add you to Brandon's blog as a friend.