daisyfrost
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okay i made this shortstory awhile ago out of boredom. some people in my family thought it was really hilarious, and i want to see what everybody here thinks of it. i have a feeling i'm going to embarrass myself, but,here it goes...:
The Math King
by daisyfrost
Once upon a time, a pig family had a fat pig baby, and they named him Math. Math grew very smart and very fat, and eventually he became the ruler of kingdom Animalia. He was very strict, and made up lots of rules called logic.
“Life minus logic equals disaster,” he said once. His family was mad though, because now they couldn’t fly around with the birds. So one night his sister said to the family,
“Let’s go steal King Math’s underpants.” Her siblings thought this was an excellent idea.
“But we’ll have to postpone Friday night’s barbeque,” somebody said. But that wasn’t a problem. So they made a plan to ambush the castle on Friday night.
When it was time, they jumped from a tree to Math’s bedroom window, and tiptoed over to his dresser. In the top drawer they found a pair of humongous yellow underpants. On one side they said, “I love J.B.” everybody giggled at the thought of Math, the fat king, having a girlfriend. Then they tip-toed back to the window—but the tree was gone! It was being chopped down by a giant ladybug, and towed away.
“I have a plan,” one pig said. So down came four pigs in a parachute made from the king’s underpants. One of the guards saw them.
“Pigs in a blanket!” he yelled, and ran after them. But they parachuted off a cliff before he could reach them, the little pigs laughing all the way home.
~**~
The next day when the king could not find his only pair of underpants, and after the guard witness explained, Math’s family was arrested and brought before him.
“Alright,” he said, “you’ve had your excitement; now hand over my delicates.”
“we will,” his sister said—her name was Anna—“If you can tell us one thing. What does J.B. stand for?” the king blushed. He hesitated, trying to find a way out of this. This was his family; he couldn’t see them put in jail or killed.
“Oh,” he said, “Oh…fine. J.B. stands for…” everybody slowly leaned closer, waiting to hear what it meant. “Jelly Beans,” he said finally. “I love jellybeans.” Now everyone including the guards and the decorative tigers that sat on either side of the throne burst out laughing. “Stop!” the king cried. “Stop, or I’ll have you all executed!” then everybody bibbed their mouths so they weren’t heard so loudly, and the tigers, being very majestic creatures, actually did stop…for the most part.
The End
The Math King
by daisyfrost
Once upon a time, a pig family had a fat pig baby, and they named him Math. Math grew very smart and very fat, and eventually he became the ruler of kingdom Animalia. He was very strict, and made up lots of rules called logic.
“Life minus logic equals disaster,” he said once. His family was mad though, because now they couldn’t fly around with the birds. So one night his sister said to the family,
“Let’s go steal King Math’s underpants.” Her siblings thought this was an excellent idea.
“But we’ll have to postpone Friday night’s barbeque,” somebody said. But that wasn’t a problem. So they made a plan to ambush the castle on Friday night.
When it was time, they jumped from a tree to Math’s bedroom window, and tiptoed over to his dresser. In the top drawer they found a pair of humongous yellow underpants. On one side they said, “I love J.B.” everybody giggled at the thought of Math, the fat king, having a girlfriend. Then they tip-toed back to the window—but the tree was gone! It was being chopped down by a giant ladybug, and towed away.
“I have a plan,” one pig said. So down came four pigs in a parachute made from the king’s underpants. One of the guards saw them.
“Pigs in a blanket!” he yelled, and ran after them. But they parachuted off a cliff before he could reach them, the little pigs laughing all the way home.
~**~
The next day when the king could not find his only pair of underpants, and after the guard witness explained, Math’s family was arrested and brought before him.
“Alright,” he said, “you’ve had your excitement; now hand over my delicates.”
“we will,” his sister said—her name was Anna—“If you can tell us one thing. What does J.B. stand for?” the king blushed. He hesitated, trying to find a way out of this. This was his family; he couldn’t see them put in jail or killed.
“Oh,” he said, “Oh…fine. J.B. stands for…” everybody slowly leaned closer, waiting to hear what it meant. “Jelly Beans,” he said finally. “I love jellybeans.” Now everyone including the guards and the decorative tigers that sat on either side of the throne burst out laughing. “Stop!” the king cried. “Stop, or I’ll have you all executed!” then everybody bibbed their mouths so they weren’t heard so loudly, and the tigers, being very majestic creatures, actually did stop…for the most part.
The End
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