A lonesome person found in Chocolate Hills
found a dirty pair of sweat socks filled
with gummy worms and every type of sweet goodies
giving stomach aches after eating all those fruity
treats. Storms clouds covered the sunny sky
while she lay flat lying
on sharp crusty porcupines dancing to the Mexican
salsa while twirling flaming batons with paper cranes
smoking weed in one corner of gambling
mobsters betting each other on who could
jump off of 70 foot building faster.
Gun shots echoed across the mountains when
Fat Toleda Joe, a mob boss, threatened to annihilate
all the festivites if he didn't get his
baby bottle heated at the right temperature.
All hell broke lose as the lonely person accidently
threw all her sock filled gummies into the air first
causing the paper cranes to peck at the ground and at the people but never the porcupines because
of their horny thorniness. As a result
everyone ended up dead except the cranes and the porcupines.
Who would've thought they would win the mobster's bet
when they both committed suicide due to their accident
at the mountain party.
Going 300 miles per hour from a 70 foot building
all one can ever hear throughout the mountainside
were KERSPLATS!!! throughout the day.
LOL!