Its time to dust of the old keyboard and get a writin'!

There was this guy. He was a very happy man. He was the offspring of Morgan Freeman. He was a demi-god. One day he decided that he wanted to get a Safe-way gift card, so he want to get one. It was a very difficult trip. He got in his chariot and headed towards Main Street. His zebras weren't exactly behaving. The zebras thought it would be funny to replace all the wheels with "The Bucket List" on DVD. (Oh god, this is already getting boring. The writing and such.) When he finally got to Safe-way, the government had launched an atom bomb at China. They over shot the location and accidentally hit their very own USA. (The guy), being a demi-god, did not die from the atom bomb. He was all alone. His father wasn't with him. He was busy being god of everything, even Chuck Norris. The descendant of Morgan Freeman lived out his nights in the local Costco, trying to defend himself against the zombie hoards. During the day he would go out, making sure it was high noon, and work on his rocket ship. he eventually got the rocket ready, all he needed was rocket fuel. Good thing Costco stocks rocket fuel in 11235813213455144 gallon packs. The man rocketed through the atmosphere at .000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 under the speed of sound. He went straight past Jupiter and crashed on Neptune... (I am done for now, sooooooo bored)

Bad news

I've lost my creative streak. I've tried writing more stories but I just can't bring myself to write anymore. I will post here if I have something to say, or if I get my creative juices a'flowin again. At the beginning, it was fun, writing stories, have people from Romania and Austrailia looking at it. But after it slowed down and I got an average of 3 or 4 page views a day, I was like, what's the point? With school and everything it's hard to even find a time to sit down and write.

Oh noes

I can't get a story out tonight, I've got to much homework right now.

THE SAGA OF LIFE

This a little info about the story:
Protagonist: JD (yes named after scrubs)
Girl protagonist: Sally Protel
Secret organization leader: Gary Yixle
Antagonist: Carl Ralfman
Right hand man of Carl (leader of the goons): Ned Gilf
Whorish evil woman: Sanova Scort
AND IT BEGINS

JD was sitting alone in his house, playing N64. He had almost beaten Golden Eye. JD heard his phone ring from upstairs. He had the tetris theme song as his ringer. He ran upstairs to get it, only to be seconds late. Then, the message started, it went a little something like this,
"...JD, it's me, Gary. I just got word that Carl has sent one of his henchmen over to 'take care of you'. I would be preparedto fight."...CLICK. JD ram as fast as he could down the hall twords his weapon room, almost knocking down his pet bronze fish. He caught the fish just in time, set it carfuly back, and was on his way. He grabbed his throwing stars and hid in the corner to ambush his prey. As he was waiting there we wondered if the world was really going to end in 2012. But he didn't have time to think about that right now, his mind wanted to think about ancient aliens. If they weren't real, how the hell did the pyramid get built? There is no possible way those people could build it, I don't care how many slaves they had. ...I'm kind of rambling now, maybe it's a good time to cut it off. Check back in two days to find out what happens!!!!!!!!

Sorry

I wont be posting till later today, i have things to do in photo today. Sorry guys. Use this Post to tell me what you like and dont like in my stories. What you wan to see more of and what you dislike. Thanks.

THANK YOU ALL

I am posting this to get some info out. First of all I want to thank all of you who are following me and even more the people who comment. For the next week or so I will be posting a continued story, so don't miss it. I will take breaks and write different stories in the middle so I can think of the plot and all that stuff. But other wise just keep updated, it's going to be fun.

The moral of Nantuckit

There once was a man from nantuckit, he sat around all day. Waiting for people to bring him food. On the 7th day no one brought him any. This made him very sad. He went looking for food, but because he never got it for himself before, he didn't know where they kept the food. He went looking for about 3 hours. He eventually got to Figgleblarp manor, like all hungry stupid people do. Figgleblarp manor is a scary place. It's filled with about 800 Justin Bieber robots, and has the Disney channel on full volume 24/7. The man from nantukit was lured to the figgleblarps place because he was a homosexual and liked the Disney channel. He planned to do non-specific things to all those robots. As he got to the front gate, there was a little talk box thing. You know, like at McDonalds. He pushed the button and said "let me in! I like the Disney channel! Also I'm homosex." after a few seconds of waiting for a reply, he heard this, "...son, I am disappoint." this made the man from nantukit very sad, he didnt like being rejected. So he went to the middle of town and an heroed. It spattered every where. All over the Starbucks, even into a little girls mouth. I guess what I'm trying to tell you is, if you are gay and like the Disney channel, don't an hero in public to somewhere privit and bad ass so when the cops find your body, they says things like "woah he must be awesome" and " dada, I wanna be like him when I grow up!"