The Electric Story |
Jeff has a house.And in Jeff's house is a yard.And in Jeff's yard are some plants.And in Jeff's plants are:a rabbit cage.a putting green.many rocks of various shapes and sizes.some dead bushes.multipl...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 11:29:00 PST |
The Misunderstanding Story |
When I was about 6 or 7 (maybe a little older? When do we learn to write?), I was assigned a writing project in class. It was more one of those "write about something that happened to you some time ev...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 09:14:00 PST |
The Spy Story |
I have a friend named Quincey.She's very pretty, and very feisty, and a lot of fun to joke around with. I went to prom in the same car as her. You might remember that.Anyway, a night ago, I was text m...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 11:03:00 PST |
The Valentine Story |
Okay, since the pink holiday is coming up, I thought I'd share a story from my childhood with everyone.When I was a young lad, I attended elementary school. All seven grades of it. In kindergarten, I ...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 03:39:00 PST |
She smelled just like cookies. |
So I went to the gym today. Kristen bet me that I couldn't lose twenty pounds before she did. Or, I bet her. Or something. Either way, Supersize Me got watched, and pounds must be lost. It's pretty c...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 09:36:00 PST |
The Swing Story |
I used to be six. Only for about a year or so, and then I became seven. But before that, I was most certainly six.I liked to swing when I was six. I still cherish those days when I was capable of swin...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 03:41:00 PST |
The Walrus Story |
I was a bastard in high school.English literature was never one of my favorite subjects. I could care less about the "inner meaning" of the published works of Charles Dickens or William Shakespeare. I...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Tue, 11 Jul 2006 04:52:00 PST |
The Water Story |
This morning I woke up with a rather nasty taste in my mouth. It was something left over from the night before, which I would rather not describe. I'm not proud of it. Anyhow, my fir...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Fri, 02 Sep 2005 12:53:00 PST |
The Hollywood Video Story 1 |
I used to work at Hollywood Video.
Scratch that. Hollywood Video used to employ me. I never really worked.
Well, like any other video store, we had an outside night drop. Here...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Tue, 16 Aug 2005 03:21:00 PST |
The Newspaper Story |
I don't get a lot of phonecalls. So when I do...I'm happy to talk!
Well, usually. One sunday afternoon, I was busy lounging about the house in my knickers, like real men do, and the phone ...
Posted by Tyranosaurus Jon on Tue, 16 Aug 2005 03:08:00 PST |
