This Week’s Assignment

8 Reports

1. Lori N wrote:

   i gave my assignment to my 10 year old friend named shyla, this is what she wrote:

   once upon a time there lived a young woman named Chattooga and she hated her name because everyone teased her.

   So one fine day in April she held a meeting and invited only the people that teased her on which she dumped 300 tons of a mix of glue, crayon shavings, lettuce, horseradish and pizza.

   Chattooga walked home smiling with pride and the other people sagged to their homes all sticky and gross and they lived happily ever after.

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:40 pm | Permalink
2. Bobbie Pires wrote:

   The sheer, stained curtains hid nothing from the prying neighbors once the sun had faded into the moldy crooked pines.

   For all to see were the stacked cardboard boxes and swiped milk crates of what little she could call her own now that this mess had finally come to it’s bitter end.

   As she climbed the rickety chair to the top shelf of the hall closet for those forgotten winter scarves and mismatched gloves, he tucked the cat into the crate and slipped out the front door, leaving her with the clumped stench of the litter box and a steadily swelling belly.

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:40 pm | Permalink
3. Doc Pentagon wrote:

   A worm warns with his words
   That the bird burned his buddy Bernie
   Because he was sunning himself Sunday before sunrise.

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:40 pm | Permalink
4. K.e.N. wrote:

   I like bowling.
   My mom says bowling isn’t a sport.
   I took up lawn darts.

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:39 pm | Permalink
5. JG wrote:

   My nominal nomenclature never nuked Namibia.

   Nelson, New Hampshire? Roo, that ain’t trivia!

   It’s this little place, nearby where I grew up; you walk down the little street, see an old guy say, “What’s up?!!?!”

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:39 pm | Permalink
6. Zoot wrote:

   Blowing Home

   As the cruel winds wound around the tranquil town,
   Ivan wrestled the vessel toward the looming shore.
   On the Dock was Erma anxiously waiting, her hair whipping a wild fury.

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:39 pm | Permalink
7. E2 wrote:

   A girl named Tigi really liked her Aqua Net.

   While schmoozing at a bar she stood too close to a candle and whooomphhhhh…her hair went up into
   flames.

   Ozone layer: 1, Tigi’s hair: well… None.

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:39 pm | Permalink
8. JK wrote:

   I was a nuclear scientist before the big bang.

   People would write me letters and send me telegrams and flowers and balloons almost every day.

   Now I like to say, “Thanks for all your hard work Reuben Rye, I sure do hope that you will continue to channel your energetic efforts towards ignting the potential creative interests of myself and all my fellow cyberspace travelers because this WILL grow to massive and wild proportions known to be paralleled only by the BIG BANG!”

   Thursday, February 7, 2008 at 4:38 pm | Permalink

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