The Self Crashing Car

One day, the self crashing car crashed into pink paint. it turned pink. yuck. but it is mentioned after that that it crashed with 2 triceracudae and turned blue and brown. later on, bunny wunny insisted(still) that it was pink. it was very offended, but no, NOT EMO. so it crashed into black paint(not an act of suicide from emo-ing, in the first place there was no emo-ing) and turned completely BLACK, not leaving any pink spots. so, IMMA BLACK, NOT PINK.

bunny wunny if you continue to insist that i am pink, pls eat more carrot. if not, please visit nanyang optical for a new pair of glasses. i am sure they have a bright pink one.

Mickey

Once upon a time, which is now, there is a Mickey Bunny. It hops away in search of Mickey Mouse. Finally, it meets the great Mickey Mouse.

Mickey Bunny: Hi, Mic!

Mickey Mouse: Hi, Mic! Why are you a bunny? Why are you not a mouse?

Mickey Bunny: Who said Mickey had to be a Mouse? It could be Mickey Goat, Mickey Bear, Mickey Cat, Mickey Pig, Mickey Goose, Mickey Flea--

Mickey Mouse: Okay. I get the point.

Adventure Of a Clam

"Sam I am," said the Clam. Bam! He swam into a dam. "Damn the dam!" shrieked the clam. "No cursing, Clam!" scolded Ma'am. The Clam spat phlegm on Ma'am.

._. bunnywunny ._.

GONG!

one day the self crashing car crashed into a wall purposely. it went bad and weird and began acting nice. everyone freaked out becoz it was supposed to be mean and crash everyone, but it did not. so the emobear was very sad. it decided to commit suicide in the self crashing car. the emo bear drove the self crashing car into a wall. ouch, went both of them. the emobear became not emo and the self crashing car became mean again. the end.

(applaud for one less emobear in the world. 999999999999999.........more to go. official royal work to be done by the self crashing car, aka ME!)

Emobear

Emobears love nagging about the meaning of life. Every two seconds, they sing an emo song and accompany it with an Emo dance. Silly ol' Emobear. Triceratan Bears and Bear Acudae cannot stand them.

how ii became triceracuda

one day i was sitting in my rocking chair eating triceratan gummy bearries and drinking toilet cleaner. two triceracudas approached me out of nowhere. i choked on my toilet cleaner and spat out a few drops on the 2 triceracudas. they were angry. uh oh.

they wiped the toilet cleaner on me. some of their blue and brown dye came off, and it stuck on me. i was horrified and went to wash the dye off. it would not drop. so i decided i should be a triceracuda. i was glad i made that choice coz i realised when i looked in the mirror that i WAS a triceracuda coz i was somewhat blue and brown.

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Part VII: How This Got Here

“So that is the story,” said Mrs Rose calmly. Dr Sank snored on. Mrs Rose cleared her throat rather loudly and obviously purposely. Dr Sank woke up with a start. “Uh?” Dr Sank sat up groggily. “What la, Mrs Rose?” He stood up and swayed from side to side. He raised his arms and went, “I am Triceratan Bear. Here me rawr. Rawr rawr very scary run run!”

Mrs Rose growled at Dr Sank. Our reporter looked at them, amused. As she was going to turn to go, then Mrs Rose suddenly said curtly, “You there, reporter! I want my story published. You recorded it, didn’t you?” Our reporter turned around. She nodded dutifully.

Mrs Rose continued, “My story is the greatest story about friendship ever. I must have it published, even if at the cost of killing zee Prezident of that what zonkywonky place. Just publish it.” Our reporter nodded again. “And,” Mrs Rose said again. Our reporter nodded. “You must put it in the BEST newspapers and magazines. You must use the BEST font!” Our reporter nodded. “Yes that’s the way to answer me. Nod! Nod more nod heartily nod vigorously!” Our reporter nodded.

When our reporter left the scene, her head was in her hands. She had over-nodded and it had dropped off and she didn’t have any glue with her so she just had to carry it. Actually she had double-sided tape, but she decided that it was not biodegradable and hence was harmful to her poor head. So she just carried it with her, snuggled up warmly in her arms.

So here is the story you just read, at the cost of our dear reporter’s head. We sincerely apologise that no lives nor blood nor heads were lost in the production of this story. Several scenes have been cut off as the language of Mrs Rose might offend a certain Prezident of that what zonkywonky place.


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Part VI: Foreign Visitors in the Ship

We slept for a long long time. I really do not know exactly how long it was. Then I heard the door of out room open. I stretched, yawned, and slowly opened my eyes. I saw many other of my room mates doing the same. Refreshed and very excited, I looked around curiously to find the source of new life that woke us all up.

Horror. I saw a tall figure standing at the doorway holding up a torn door. He wore weird goggles and a funny tight seemingly waterproof suit. Not to mention that he was horribly skinny. So skinny that 10 of him could make one of me. And he wasn’t nice, furry and cuddly like I was. Besides, he didn’t wear branded goggles nor swimming trunks like we Triceratan Bears did. So we all looked at him innocently, not knowing whether we should move or not.

Finally, the stick man declared, “We are Triceratan explorers who have come to explore our explorations…er…hello?” We continued to stare. Then the stick man continued, “Er…so do anyone of you know how to open the other doors? Like that one.” Then he pointed to afar where more stick men were trying to open a door. They were tugging at the door of the other room which contained more of us, Triceratan Bears.

Being kind, we snorted out the spell that could reverse the spell, and we even flicked our paws in a synchronised manner to show the spell movements. The stick man looked puzzled. He went “tsk”, and slammed the broken door on us. Now, we were angry, so we went to the room where the gobbly weiqi seeds slept in peace. We waved our paws in a synchronised manner and ‘BUCSH!’ the door fell out.

The gobbly weiqi seeds started to shake, then they jumped out. They rushed out of the room, turned sharply, and went after the stick men while making chomping actions with their jaws. We all laughed loudly at the stick men while they ran desperately away from the gobbly weiqi seeds. Then we realised. The spell put on the Triceraship to seal the water out was still there. Hurray! We are not drowned, and we are happy!

We Triceratan Bears are kind hearted. So we went to every door and unlocked them! Yay all of us are freed! Healthy happy flappy bears!


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