Once upon a time there was a young girl named Susan. Susan was 10 years old and lived in Miami, Florida. While walking home from school one day, a Blue Tiger jumped out from behind a pebble and tackled Susan to the ground. But just when she was about to let out a scream for help, Susan realized that the Blue Tiger was only licking her face, not trying to bite it off. At that moment, Susan decided to keep the Blue Tiger as a pet. And on the way home she decided to name her pet Blue Tiger ''Christina.'' When Susan and her new pet finally got home, guess who was standing on the front porch? That's right, it was Susan's mother, Leslie. And boy was she surprised to see a Blue Tiger following Susan into the yard! ''What in world is that?'' shouted Leslie. ''It's a Blue Tiger,'' answered Susan. ''Dah, I can see that, Susan, but what on earth is it doing here?'' said Leslie. ''It's my new pet!'' answered Susan. ''Oh you think so do you?'' remarked Leslie. ''I wouldn't get your hopes up. You know how your father hates Blue Tigers. But, well, I suppose you can keep him until your father comes home.'' And with that Susan grabbed Christina by the scruff of the neck and led her new pet into the house--even though she knew her father was probably going to dissaprove. Once in the house, Susan and Christina played and played, that is until Susan's favorite television show, ''SpongeBob,'' started. At that point Susan forgot all about Christina having an unsupervised run of the house. That is until half way through ''SpongeBob,'' when Susan was brought back to reality when she heard her father shout, ''Ahhh!! Susan! Get your butt in the bedroom...NOW!!'' With that Susan rushed into the bedroom to see what all the fuss was about. When she entered the bedroom, there stood her father, John, pointing toward the lamp. ''Will someone please explain that?'' asked her father. Then, as Susan followed her father's finger to where it was pointing, she instantly knew what her father was so upset about. There, smack dab in the middle of the lamp, was the biggest pile of Tiger doo-doo she had ever seen! ''I don't EVEN want to know how that got there,'' said John. ''But you had better get it cleaned up now! And you had better get rid of whatever it is that could have done such a thing!'' Well, knowing her father as well as she did, Susan knew there was no sense even asking her father if she could keep Christina for a pet. So without hesitation, Susan set out to find where Christina was hiding. After a few minutes of looking, Susan discovered Christina crouched beneath the table that Susan did her drawing on. ''Come on, Christina, it's time to find you a new home. And hey, don't look at me that way, I'm not the one who did the dirty deed on the lamp!'' scolded Susan. ''Thanks to you I'll never get to have my own pet Tiger!! And with that Susan led Christina out of the house and down to the local Walmart. They had a pet section and Susan knew the owner would find Christina a good home. So after saying good-bye to Christina, and thanking the owner of Walmart, Susan walked backed home and attempted to dround her sorrows by slamming down a half dozen Cherry Cokes. But Susan's pitty party came to an abrupt end when her father reminded her about the mess she had neglected to clean up. And low and behold, midway through the clean-up, Susan suddenly became thankful that someone else was going to have to do it from now on. The End.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Kid's Secret: Superpowers
KID'S SECRET, a popular kid's magazine, attracts many people with their story section called 'Superpowers'. Kid's Secret shares The Unofficial News the stories in that section, allowing the blog to update and write all the stories as their own article. Thanks, Kid's Secret!
The Power of The Mind: A Money-Making Trick
Julia Lopez and Gary White figured out a cool way to attract popularity and get them well-know. "It's a surprise," Lopez says. "That we were the first to figured out this trick first."
Their trick was simple and it was magical and surprising. It was using their power of the mind to tell the future and read others minds.
Julia's mom, Angela, and Gary's mom, Melissa, gave them their okay for setting up , and helped them set up a fortune teller's stand in Gary's garage, decorating it with purple and velvet curtains and pictures and old-fashioned fortune teller's signs.
The fortune telling was for one dollar, and many wondered about it, and kept searching pockets, collecting cents to make a dollar.
Their first costumer, Kevin Russel, payed them a dollar, and watched them carefully for their next move. Their next move? Kevin said, "It was no help for watching a next move. All they did was take out a glass jar and put the money in there. I'm still watching carefully..." and so he did! The Unofficial News written under this paragraph what Kevin Russel wrote about it:
"After they placed the money in a jar, they put in underneath the table and told me to hold out my hand. I did as I was told," Russel said. "And they used three colored sharpies to thicken three lines on my hand." As he told us that, he held out his hand to show us the three lines on his palm thickened, blue, green, and red. "And, well, they closed their eyes and waved their hand over my palm like this," he said, demonstrating, by waving his hand over his other one with the thickened lines. "It was, well, scary to think what would happen next."
Russel weirdly karate chopped at us, and then paused, then kept talking. "Well, then they opened their eyes, put down my hand, and said, 'This is interesting. Very interesting. Now Kevin, sit on that chair over there and we'll show you the results.' Then they whispered to each other, then after a few minutes, they said, 'Kevin! Come over here and after we tell you the results you can get a lollipop.' They then put on the table a jar filled with colorful different flavored different kinds of lollipops. The told me that in the future, there would be something new that will stay for a while, but once I know what to do, it will go. And so I figured it out! The sharpie on my hand," he said, pointing to the sharpie marks wildly with excitement. "That's it! Since it's new, but it'll stay long, until I know what to do! What to do is to wash it with soap vigorously. They were right, but it's a waste of money and my time."
When Russel told it to his friends, they wondered what would happen to them, and saw it was different for each person. It was a scary money-making idea!
The fortune telling was for one dollar, and many wondered about it, and kept searching pockets, collecting cents to make a dollar.
Their first costumer, Kevin Russel, payed them a dollar, and watched them carefully for their next move. Their next move? Kevin said, "It was no help for watching a next move. All they did was take out a glass jar and put the money in there. I'm still watching carefully..." and so he did! The Unofficial News written under this paragraph what Kevin Russel wrote about it:
"After they placed the money in a jar, they put in underneath the table and told me to hold out my hand. I did as I was told," Russel said. "And they used three colored sharpies to thicken three lines on my hand." As he told us that, he held out his hand to show us the three lines on his palm thickened, blue, green, and red. "And, well, they closed their eyes and waved their hand over my palm like this," he said, demonstrating, by waving his hand over his other one with the thickened lines. "It was, well, scary to think what would happen next."
Russel weirdly karate chopped at us, and then paused, then kept talking. "Well, then they opened their eyes, put down my hand, and said, 'This is interesting. Very interesting. Now Kevin, sit on that chair over there and we'll show you the results.' Then they whispered to each other, then after a few minutes, they said, 'Kevin! Come over here and after we tell you the results you can get a lollipop.' They then put on the table a jar filled with colorful different flavored different kinds of lollipops. The told me that in the future, there would be something new that will stay for a while, but once I know what to do, it will go. And so I figured it out! The sharpie on my hand," he said, pointing to the sharpie marks wildly with excitement. "That's it! Since it's new, but it'll stay long, until I know what to do! What to do is to wash it with soap vigorously. They were right, but it's a waste of money and my time."
When Russel told it to his friends, they wondered what would happen to them, and saw it was different for each person. It was a scary money-making idea!
Just a Joke
Brenda Simon, a girl at S.P.M.S., reveals a day before school starts that she has a secret super power that no one, not even her parents, have seen before. Brenda says it's very rare, and only two out of one million have that power. She says that she and her friend have had this power since they were little.
She and her friend have the power.
What is it?
Knowing if other people have the same power.
What is the cost?
Being very allergic to school.
It's very surprising, because lots of people like school.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
The Epic Adventure of Anna May #1
MY STORY
Signed:
Anna May
Dumb Man's Epic Adventure
It all started when our over-heralded star, Dumb Man, woke up in a haunted thicket. It was the tenth time it had happened. Feeling abundantly puzzled, Dumb Man slapped a wolverine, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Unaware of the bleakness of existence, he realized that his beloved Yearbook was missing! Immediately he called his so-called friend, Extra-Dumb Boy. Dumb Man had known Extra-Dumb Boy for (plus or minus) 153 years, the majority of which were exotic ones. Extra-Dumb Boy was unique. He was attractive though sometimes a little... oafish. Dumb Man called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.
Extra-Dumb Boy picked up to a very happy Dumb Man. Extra-Dumb Boy calmly assured him that most 3-legged wallabies panic before mating, yet spotted wolf hamsters usually surreptitiously panic *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Dumb Man. Why was Extra-Dumb Boy trying to distract Dumb Man? Because he had snuck out from Dumb Man's with the Yearbook only eight days prior. It was a enticing little Yearbook... how could he resist?
It didn't take long before Dumb Man got back to the subject at hand: his Yearbook. Extra-Dumb Boy panicked. Relunctantly, Extra-Dumb Boy invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Yearbook. Dumb Man grabbed his giraffe and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Extra-Dumb Boy realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Yearbook and he had to do it thoughtfully. He figured that if Dumb Man took the noise-polluting import, he had take at least five minutes before Dumb Man would get there. But if he took the Stupid Vehicle? Then Extra-Dumb Boy would be ridiculously screwed.
Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Extra-Dumb Boy was interrupted by two insensitive Barneys that were lured by his Yearbook. Extra-Dumb Boy yawned; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling exasperated, he aggressively reached for his wolverine and carefully poked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the fanstic pumpkin patch, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Stupid Vehicle rolling up. It was Dumb Man.
----o0o----
As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Texaco to pick up a 12-pack of potatos, so he knew he was running late. With a mighty leap, Dumb Man was out of the Stupid Vehicle and went exotically jaunting toward Extra-Dumb Boy's front door. Meanwhile inside, Extra-Dumb Boy was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the Yearbook into a box of ninja stars and then slid the box behind his whale. Extra-Dumb Boy was angered but at least the Yearbook was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Extra-Dumb Boy indiscriminately purred. With a inept push, Dumb Man opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some funny-smelling zealous...zealot in a wannabe go-fast Civic,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Extra-Dumb Boy assured him. Dumb Man took a seat uncomfortably close to where Extra-Dumb Boy had hidden the Yearbook. Extra-Dumb Boy grimaced trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Dumb Man was distracted. In a blinding moment of misguided bravado, Extra-Dumb Boy noticed a oafish look on Dumb Man's face. Dumb Man slowly opened his mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Extra-Dumb Boy felt a stabbing pain in his prostate when Dumb Man asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Yearbook right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A selfish look started to form on Dumb Man's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's dangerous oil-soaked rags from when she used to have pet South American hissing sloths. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Dumb Man nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Extra-Dumb Boy could react, Dumb Man aptly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Yearbook was plainly in view.
Dumb Man stared at Extra-Dumb Boy for what what must've been six minutes. Happy as a frickin' monkey, Extra-Dumb Boy groped explosively in Dumb Man's direction, clearly desperate. Dumb Man grabbed the Yearbook and bolted for the door. It was locked. Extra-Dumb Boy let out a saucy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Dumb Man,' he rebuked. Extra-Dumb Boy always had been a little funny-smelling, so Dumb Man knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Extra-Dumb Boy did something crazy, like... start chucking potatos at him or something. Absolutely thrilled, he gripped his Yearbook tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Extra-Dumb Boy looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Dumb Man. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame nine days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Dumb Man. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Extra-Dumb Boy walked over to the window and looked down. Dumb Man was gone.
----o0o----
Just yonder, Dumb Man was struggling to make his way through the disease-infested jungle behind Extra-Dumb Boy's place. Dumb Man had severely hurt his double chin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Barneys suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Yearbook. One by one they latched on to Dumb Man. Already weakened from his injury, Dumb Man yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Barneys running off with his Yearbook.
About ten hours later, Dumb Man awoke, his shin throbbing. It was dark and Dumb Man did not know where he was. Deep in the lonely bush, Dumb Man was really lost. Before anyone could take off their pants, he remembered that his Yearbook was taken by the Barneys. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a misshapen Barney emerged from the secret vineyard. It was the alpha Barney. Dumb Man opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the Barney sunk its teeth into Dumb Man's double chin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Dumb Man's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.
Less than five miles away, Extra-Dumb Boy was entombed by anguish over the loss of the Yearbook. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' he cried, as he reached for a sharpened carrot. With a quick thrust, he buried it deeply into his kidney. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about Dumb Man... wishing he had found the courage to tell him that he loved him. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the Yearbook that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant Barneys, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
Extra-Dumb Boy picked up to a very happy Dumb Man. Extra-Dumb Boy calmly assured him that most 3-legged wallabies panic before mating, yet spotted wolf hamsters usually surreptitiously panic *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Dumb Man. Why was Extra-Dumb Boy trying to distract Dumb Man? Because he had snuck out from Dumb Man's with the Yearbook only eight days prior. It was a enticing little Yearbook... how could he resist?
It didn't take long before Dumb Man got back to the subject at hand: his Yearbook. Extra-Dumb Boy panicked. Relunctantly, Extra-Dumb Boy invited him over, assuring him they'd find the Yearbook. Dumb Man grabbed his giraffe and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Extra-Dumb Boy realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Yearbook and he had to do it thoughtfully. He figured that if Dumb Man took the noise-polluting import, he had take at least five minutes before Dumb Man would get there. But if he took the Stupid Vehicle? Then Extra-Dumb Boy would be ridiculously screwed.
Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Extra-Dumb Boy was interrupted by two insensitive Barneys that were lured by his Yearbook. Extra-Dumb Boy yawned; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling exasperated, he aggressively reached for his wolverine and carefully poked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the fanstic pumpkin patch, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Stupid Vehicle rolling up. It was Dumb Man.
----o0o----
As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Texaco to pick up a 12-pack of potatos, so he knew he was running late. With a mighty leap, Dumb Man was out of the Stupid Vehicle and went exotically jaunting toward Extra-Dumb Boy's front door. Meanwhile inside, Extra-Dumb Boy was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the Yearbook into a box of ninja stars and then slid the box behind his whale. Extra-Dumb Boy was angered but at least the Yearbook was concealed. The doorbell rang.
'Come in,' Extra-Dumb Boy indiscriminately purred. With a inept push, Dumb Man opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some funny-smelling zealous...zealot in a wannabe go-fast Civic,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Extra-Dumb Boy assured him. Dumb Man took a seat uncomfortably close to where Extra-Dumb Boy had hidden the Yearbook. Extra-Dumb Boy grimaced trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Dumb Man was distracted. In a blinding moment of misguided bravado, Extra-Dumb Boy noticed a oafish look on Dumb Man's face. Dumb Man slowly opened his mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Extra-Dumb Boy felt a stabbing pain in his prostate when Dumb Man asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Yearbook right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A selfish look started to form on Dumb Man's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's dangerous oil-soaked rags from when she used to have pet South American hissing sloths. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Dumb Man nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Extra-Dumb Boy could react, Dumb Man aptly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Yearbook was plainly in view.
Dumb Man stared at Extra-Dumb Boy for what what must've been six minutes. Happy as a frickin' monkey, Extra-Dumb Boy groped explosively in Dumb Man's direction, clearly desperate. Dumb Man grabbed the Yearbook and bolted for the door. It was locked. Extra-Dumb Boy let out a saucy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Dumb Man,' he rebuked. Extra-Dumb Boy always had been a little funny-smelling, so Dumb Man knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Extra-Dumb Boy did something crazy, like... start chucking potatos at him or something. Absolutely thrilled, he gripped his Yearbook tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Extra-Dumb Boy looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Dumb Man. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame nine days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Dumb Man. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Extra-Dumb Boy walked over to the window and looked down. Dumb Man was gone.
----o0o----
Just yonder, Dumb Man was struggling to make his way through the disease-infested jungle behind Extra-Dumb Boy's place. Dumb Man had severely hurt his double chin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Barneys suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Yearbook. One by one they latched on to Dumb Man. Already weakened from his injury, Dumb Man yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Barneys running off with his Yearbook.
About ten hours later, Dumb Man awoke, his shin throbbing. It was dark and Dumb Man did not know where he was. Deep in the lonely bush, Dumb Man was really lost. Before anyone could take off their pants, he remembered that his Yearbook was taken by the Barneys. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a misshapen Barney emerged from the secret vineyard. It was the alpha Barney. Dumb Man opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the Barney sunk its teeth into Dumb Man's double chin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Dumb Man's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.
Less than five miles away, Extra-Dumb Boy was entombed by anguish over the loss of the Yearbook. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' he cried, as he reached for a sharpened carrot. With a quick thrust, he buried it deeply into his kidney. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about Dumb Man... wishing he had found the courage to tell him that he loved him. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the Yearbook that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant Barneys, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
Actress Amanda Jacobson Reported Missing!
THE VERY popular and enjoyed actress Amanda Jacobson is reported missing a week after she tells her fans she's going on a joyride in her yacht. Later the day she started her joyride, The French Maritime Gendarmerie, a division of the French Navy, responded to distress calls heard from ten people all aboard a 120' (one-hundred-twenty) luxury yacht cruising off of the coast of St. Tropez. The celebrated actress was reportedly joyriding aboard the privately chartered vessel.
Many, many search and rescue teams have been dispatched to the location of vessel with the aide of many global positioning system emergency tracking devices and confirmed that it is completely submerged. Due to the severe weather conditions that day they searched and rough seas, rescue and search teams sent were forced to retreat.
A week later after somebody reported Amanda Jacobson missing, a director who hadn't heard the news asked Amanda's friends and family members to contact her and ask her to play a character in his new movie. Friends declined and family members ignored him, and the director was so upset without their okay and still didn't know why, he failed completing the movie and canceled the movie advertisements about to be shown, and for some reason quit his job as director and worked at a burger place somewhere, and he has never been heard from then.
It is greatly upsetting to Amanda Jacobson's fans, friends, and her family members of her disappearance. If her fans are reading this article, it's time to realize that she's gone and cannot be found, so, please stop reading this.
Krazy Kave Escapes!
Krazy Kave is an unknown unpopular and secret creepy jail inside a giant cave on a far away island in the middle of the ocean with no boats to exit but a lot of internet connection. Inside that creepy giant jail, many crazy uncontrolled who-knows-what-or-who-they-are living creatures lurk in sorted jail cages, guarded by turned-crazy freaked-out jail guards.
Krazy Kave, created in somewhere in or near the year 1976 by the empire of tissues and the secret agency for seven, holds many, many villain adults and small children of the insane and unknown, creating sinister, rare plans that only smart but weird villains could make, with a bunch of odd friends and family members up for the challenges and danger of the plans. Most of their plans include the rules of silence, attacking, and seriously staring at others while vigorously biting a hamburger at McDonald's. Many do not understand those words so this is easier to understand: Most of the things at Krazy Kave plan secret and mad plans that include the escape, escaping the small cage of theirs and into the outside world where light glows and darkness is rarely ever found. They escape into the seas and use the half-animals to get across the ocean and many obstacles to land.
The half-animals are half-animal and half-human. They could be half-human and half almost any animal, or half-mermaid or half-unicorn or half-dragon. The half-birds are mostly used for hang-gliding if there is a great breeze, the half-dragons are used to fight off others competing, and the half-fish or half-dolphin or half-whale or half-shark, actually any sea animal, is used to swim to land, only catching a breath for a second or so before the start swimming again.
Although the evil that lurks in Krazy Kave is insane, they are smart and are full on knowledge from eavesdropping on guards. Well, what do they do when they finally get onto land? Not cheer or celebrate, because they know it'll waste their time to do the plans. They use a half-horse to run to a town, small or big, holding at least one thousand people. They then torture any people they can get their hands on, children or adult, with their craziness, spreading madness all over their bodies and creating them into one of them, and make them help spread that madness bug to every city and every centimeter of the world, and making the whole world fight against the good and create the bad. But those are only the mentally defective part of the whole Krazy Kave. The other part, physically defective, are actually like normal people.
Reported from cherry_lama123, a username for chatting to the Krazy Kave World Reports Center, also known as guard 163 and spy 1023 of Krazy Kave, the cages fifty to seventy-nine are filled with families and friends of physically defective people, in doll form. There are miniature plastic-like gnome-like dolls, with cool hairdos and tiny outfits like swimwear, casual, fancy, and sleepwear. Some of them are like soft cotton homemade dolls, with giant pop-out like eyes and cartoon like features, and stuck-on-like clothes. One of the best known dolls are Mr. Jolly, Cat, Smiley and Justine Beanie A. Doll. Those dolls and other of the physical defective people or dolls or something, like the half-animals, compete in serious competitions every week, including swimming, racing, and fighting for the half-animals, and stuffing, making, and designing pillows and dolls for the dolls.
Well that isn't what you were supposed to learn about Krazy Kave, and so here's what this news article is supposed to tell you: Krazy Kave's mentally defective people escaped and are planning to destroy the world! All of the world is in danger, and many are already swimming to the four corners of the world and are fighting many innocent people as we speak! Hide in your closets and you'll be safe, because many of the mentally defective people are afraid of clothes and closets. 'Hope the world will be safe in a couple of weeks from now. Be safe!
Jolly Deer--macaroni_441@krazykave.com
THE END
Krazy Kave, created in somewhere in or near the year 1976 by the empire of tissues and the secret agency for seven, holds many, many villain adults and small children of the insane and unknown, creating sinister, rare plans that only smart but weird villains could make, with a bunch of odd friends and family members up for the challenges and danger of the plans. Most of their plans include the rules of silence, attacking, and seriously staring at others while vigorously biting a hamburger at McDonald's. Many do not understand those words so this is easier to understand: Most of the things at Krazy Kave plan secret and mad plans that include the escape, escaping the small cage of theirs and into the outside world where light glows and darkness is rarely ever found. They escape into the seas and use the half-animals to get across the ocean and many obstacles to land.
The half-animals are half-animal and half-human. They could be half-human and half almost any animal, or half-mermaid or half-unicorn or half-dragon. The half-birds are mostly used for hang-gliding if there is a great breeze, the half-dragons are used to fight off others competing, and the half-fish or half-dolphin or half-whale or half-shark, actually any sea animal, is used to swim to land, only catching a breath for a second or so before the start swimming again.
Although the evil that lurks in Krazy Kave is insane, they are smart and are full on knowledge from eavesdropping on guards. Well, what do they do when they finally get onto land? Not cheer or celebrate, because they know it'll waste their time to do the plans. They use a half-horse to run to a town, small or big, holding at least one thousand people. They then torture any people they can get their hands on, children or adult, with their craziness, spreading madness all over their bodies and creating them into one of them, and make them help spread that madness bug to every city and every centimeter of the world, and making the whole world fight against the good and create the bad. But those are only the mentally defective part of the whole Krazy Kave. The other part, physically defective, are actually like normal people.
Reported from cherry_lama123, a username for chatting to the Krazy Kave World Reports Center, also known as guard 163 and spy 1023 of Krazy Kave, the cages fifty to seventy-nine are filled with families and friends of physically defective people, in doll form. There are miniature plastic-like gnome-like dolls, with cool hairdos and tiny outfits like swimwear, casual, fancy, and sleepwear. Some of them are like soft cotton homemade dolls, with giant pop-out like eyes and cartoon like features, and stuck-on-like clothes. One of the best known dolls are Mr. Jolly, Cat, Smiley and Justine Beanie A. Doll. Those dolls and other of the physical defective people or dolls or something, like the half-animals, compete in serious competitions every week, including swimming, racing, and fighting for the half-animals, and stuffing, making, and designing pillows and dolls for the dolls.
Well that isn't what you were supposed to learn about Krazy Kave, and so here's what this news article is supposed to tell you: Krazy Kave's mentally defective people escaped and are planning to destroy the world! All of the world is in danger, and many are already swimming to the four corners of the world and are fighting many innocent people as we speak! Hide in your closets and you'll be safe, because many of the mentally defective people are afraid of clothes and closets. 'Hope the world will be safe in a couple of weeks from now. Be safe!
Jolly Deer--macaroni_441@krazykave.com
THE END
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