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Hello everybody! Okay here's a challenge. Write a story that begins with this sentence: "The peanut butter taffy ice cream was terrible." The characters involved can be superheroes, celebrities, aliens, whoever. I'll write my own, but I don't want to type that much right now, I'll do it in the comments later.
submitted by Joe Dosie Doe, age 13, In Civilization
(March 5, 2013 - 8:42 pm)
(March 5, 2013 - 8:42 pm)
The peanut butter taffy ice cream was terrible. That's what everyone said. I seriously don't think that anyone ever bought the peanut butter taffy from Mike's ice cream stand.
It was a hot summer day, and I was walking down the street with Angela, our flip-flops flopping in the heat.
"Let's stop for ice cream, it's like an oven out here." Angela said. We waited in line. When we finally got to make our choices, Mike said in his old Russian accent, "We only have peanut butter taffy today, girls." I looked at Angela and resisted wrinkling up my face in disgust.
"Two of those then." Mike handed us our cones, and we resumed walking down the street, licking our ice cream.
"So, how're you enjoying it?" I asked Angela after a while.
"It's edib-" she stopped, and started rising up off the ground. I did, too. We flew over the town, and landed back in our yard.
Now we always order the peanut butter taffy.
(March 6, 2013 - 9:00 am)
Good one! I'm going to write mine in a little bit...
(March 7, 2013 - 3:48 pm)
That story is sooooo hilarious. I should write ones as funny as that one.
(March 7, 2013 - 5:35 pm)
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(March 6, 2013 - 10:32 pm)
Okay, here's mine:
The peanut butter taffy ice cream was terrible. But we had to order it anyway.
See, we were looking for things made in terrible taste. It was our homework assignment to show something in class that could be bad. "We'll have the peanut butter taffy, the Moldy Vanilla Chill, the split-pea soup...," my twin brother, Steve, continued to rattle off about 18 more awful-tasting flavors.
"That'll be $124.95," said the cashier. Was he finally finished? It seemed like so long.
We paid for our ice cream and went home.
Sorry, haven't introduced myself. I'm Jason.
We took to school everything we had gotten - Terrible ice cream flavors, cheesy movies, terrible songs from the '80s. We showed it all off, had students taste the ice cream, listen to the songs, and watch clips from the cheesy movies.
When we were done, our teacher, Mrs. Wilkins, said, "How could this be bad?"
"Well, it's all made in bad taste," I said. She shook her head. "I mean, what bad things could happen because of this stuff?" She asked me.
I had no idea. I looked at Bob for answers, but he looked stumped.
Then, our janitor, Mr. Therbert, walked in. "Hey, I need a - WAUUGH!" He had slipped on our peanut butter taffy ice cream! It flew into the air and stuck to the ceiling. He got himself up when the ice cream peeled off the ceiling and fell into his face. "Is this peanut butter taffy? I HATE PEANUT BUTTER TAFFY! Why is this allowed here?! I'm going to sue the school!" And then he left.
We stood, waiting. For a second, Mrs. Wilkins looked mad. Then she smiled. "Thank you for that demonstration, boys," she said. "You will both get an A+." Whew! The peanut butter taffy ice cream might have been terrible, but it saved our grade.
(March 7, 2013 - 5:42 pm)
Nice.
(March 8, 2013 - 8:39 am)
The penut butter taffy ice cream was terrible. As the curved spoon slips past your lips, you want to wince, but refrain from doing so in Aunt Lucy's presence. "How did you like the ice cream?" she asks. You simple nod meekly, and hope she doesn't give you seconds.
(March 8, 2013 - 7:47 am)
I don't know what to think of that.
(March 8, 2013 - 6:11 pm)
It's second person.
(March 8, 2013 - 7:18 pm)
Ooooh-kay...
(March 9, 2013 - 11:57 am)
You know about 1st and 3rd person, right? Well, that's SECOND person.
1st Person: I did this, I did that
2nd Person: You did this, you did that
3rd Person: He did this, he did that
Does that help?
(March 9, 2013 - 1:29 pm)
Yes, I knew that. I think of it like this:
Three people are going to a show. A person shows up and is the first one there. "Hey!" he says, "I am the first person."
Another person comes. The first person says, "You are the second person!"
The third and final person shows up. The second person points at him, and says, "He is the third person."
I just did not know what to say to your story.
(March 9, 2013 - 2:49 pm)
Oh. Well, I didn't exactly know what to write.
I'm sorry, but I thought peanut butter taffy ice cream sounded sort of tasty.
Is that so wrong?
(March 9, 2013 - 6:08 pm)
No, no, absolutely not. It is definetely not wrong. I think it MIGHT be tasty, but I've never tried it, so I theorized (is that a correct spelling?) that it would be bad cause it would be hard to chew. I should have used a flavor no one in their right mind would like, such as "Moldy Circus Peanut Surprise".
If you like, you can write a story starting with "The Moldy Circus Peanut Surprise ice cream was terrible."
(March 11, 2013 - 4:41 pm)
Short and sweet. Or maybe not so much, you know.
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The peanut butter taffy ice cream is terrible.
Nobody ever brings it up, though. It is simply a fact of life, like the Earth orbiting around the Sun or the average attention span of a cat being measured in microseconds. Visitors to the town of Fenton are expected to pay homage to that terrifying monument to heart attacks.
It rules the city with a sugary fist.
Mothers hide their children when the Cavity Police are released into the streets. Fathers are on guard every night. The citizens have learned how to sleep with one eye open. There have been so many losses to that saccharine-sweet monstrosity.
But it is all we can do to endure it.
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Ha ha, bet you didn't see that one coming!
Yava: cyiz.
--L
(March 9, 2013 - 8:35 am)