chapter 1
It was a normal dia for flippy. Breakfast, newspaper. He got his mail from the mailbox. Nothing new, nothing great. Then one letter caught his eye. It said on the front in bold letters “You Have Been Called To Serve In The Hunger Games.” flippy dreaded this day. “called to serve again?” he thought. “figures, a war hero having to serve again, I might as well read the rest of this letter. He opened it up, expecting the worst. “please god, not Vietnam.” he prayed. He was surprised at what was written. It didn't seem war-like at all. “Dear tribute, you have been chosen to compete in the Hunger Games. There are many mais tributes like you, you may have ally’s but there will only be one winner. Come to the capital city tomorrow afternoon. We gave you a map in case you don't know the area.” flippy pulled out a map deeper in the envelope. He could drive there. It's just a competition. Tomorrow afternoon. He would go. He put the letter in his pocket for later. “maybe it'll be fun.” he thought. “the name sounds cool, I know that much.” whatever was in store for flippy, he was up for it.
It was a normal dia for flippy. Breakfast, newspaper. He got his mail from the mailbox. Nothing new, nothing great. Then one letter caught his eye. It said on the front in bold letters “You Have Been Called To Serve In The Hunger Games.” flippy dreaded this day. “called to serve again?” he thought. “figures, a war hero having to serve again, I might as well read the rest of this letter. He opened it up, expecting the worst. “please god, not Vietnam.” he prayed. He was surprised at what was written. It didn't seem war-like at all. “Dear tribute, you have been chosen to compete in the Hunger Games. There are many mais tributes like you, you may have ally’s but there will only be one winner. Come to the capital city tomorrow afternoon. We gave you a map in case you don't know the area.” flippy pulled out a map deeper in the envelope. He could drive there. It's just a competition. Tomorrow afternoon. He would go. He put the letter in his pocket for later. “maybe it'll be fun.” he thought. “the name sounds cool, I know that much.” whatever was in store for flippy, he was up for it.
from:sponge bob
wirtten by:sponge bob
violão, guitarra by:spongeb
preformed by:sponge bob&patrick& squidward
featuring:Patrick
also featuring :squidward *sorta*
drums:patrick
singer:spongebob
lets gather around the campfire and sing the campfire song our c-a-mp-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song. and if you think that we cant sing it faster then your wrong but itll help if you just sing along
Bom Bom Bom
*sing it fast!*
C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song,C-am-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song and if you think that we cant sing it faster then you wrong but itll help if you just sing along.
*even faster*C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song,C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song Patrick!
"SoNG!C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E..
"squdiward1good!"
Itll help!itll help!if you just sing along!OH YEAH!
THE END
"
wirtten by:sponge bob
violão, guitarra by:spongeb
preformed by:sponge bob&patrick& squidward
featuring:Patrick
also featuring :squidward *sorta*
drums:patrick
singer:spongebob
lets gather around the campfire and sing the campfire song our c-a-mp-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song. and if you think that we cant sing it faster then your wrong but itll help if you just sing along
Bom Bom Bom
*sing it fast!*
C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song,C-am-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song and if you think that we cant sing it faster then you wrong but itll help if you just sing along.
*even faster*C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song,C-a-m-p-f-i-r-e-s-o-n-g song Patrick!
"SoNG!C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E..
"squdiward1good!"
Itll help!itll help!if you just sing along!OH YEAH!
THE END
"
A husband went to the doctor and tells the doctor
"I think my wife is going deaf"
-Doc-"Just to find out do this test on her
stand 50 feet away from her and ask her something if she doesn't respond mover 10 feet closer and try the same thing as so forth"
So the husbad got início and found the wife preparing jantar and asks her
"Honey, Whats for dinner" No reply
he moves 10 feet closer and tries again
"honey whats for dinner" No reply
so he moved 10 mais feet closer and tries again
"honey whats for dinner" she replies back and says
"For the third freaking time its chicken"
"I think my wife is going deaf"
-Doc-"Just to find out do this test on her
stand 50 feet away from her and ask her something if she doesn't respond mover 10 feet closer and try the same thing as so forth"
So the husbad got início and found the wife preparing jantar and asks her
"Honey, Whats for dinner" No reply
he moves 10 feet closer and tries again
"honey whats for dinner" No reply
so he moved 10 mais feet closer and tries again
"honey whats for dinner" she replies back and says
"For the third freaking time its chicken"
Washington Post Competition asked for a two line rhyme with the most romantic first line and least romantic segundo line.
This is the (hands down!!) winner...
'My darling,my love,my beautiful life;
Marrying you simply demolished my life.
I see your face when i'm dreaming;
That's why i always wake up screaming.
Kind, intelligent, loving and HOT;
This describes everything you're not.
I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don't take the paper bag off your face.
I amor your smile, your face, your eyes;
Damn,I'm good at telling lies!!!.'
This is the (hands down!!) winner...
'My darling,my love,my beautiful life;
Marrying you simply demolished my life.
I see your face when i'm dreaming;
That's why i always wake up screaming.
Kind, intelligent, loving and HOT;
This describes everything you're not.
I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don't take the paper bag off your face.
I amor your smile, your face, your eyes;
Damn,I'm good at telling lies!!!.'