Thanks for letting me vent...
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Lol...punching bag. That's what they make super Mario for.
LOL good one!
Yeah 
but Toby chewed mine up 
but Toby chewed mine up
Yeahbut Toby chewed mine up
Yikes...
He's sweet. Just not to the wii games...
He's sweet. Just not to the wii games...
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Don't ask me how or why,but this just sorta came to me. I named the thing ho hum when i started.
Late one Sunday evening,in early spring, I walked into my bedroom,only to feel something quite odd had happened;what exactly had occurred was unclear to me. I quickly spun around,only to find I was alone in a small study. With scarlet red curtains, a quaint cherry wood desk,and antiques ranging from ships in bottles to an old telescope,it was hardly a place to be afraid of. To the telescope I was particularly drawn,for whatever reason I did not know. Softly blowing off a layer of dust from the lens,I peered through,unsure of what I would see. To my great surprise,it was not aimed at the heaven's,as one would suspect. No, it was pointed at a faraway clearing,past fields and rivers,over valleys,lakes and orchards; an unassuming forest lay around it,filled with majestic oaks,decades old,and willows,filled with many a blue birds nest,and cherry trees,in glorious bloom. In that very clearing, there happened the most curious thing. The creatures around appeared to be in harmony,foxes with their luxurious tails,sitting quite happily with rabbits,cotton tails and long eared jacks alike. Now myself, quite in awe at this spectacle,was suddenly gifted another wonderful sight. There were fireflies,but,apparently,not of the ordinary,everyday kind. Yes,they appeared normal at first,average even;but the more I watched, I realized they began to form shapes,as if,as impossible as it would seem,they were telling a tale. I looked on,eager; they moved as if they were one being,fluent and graceful,in perfect harmony. They took the shape of great dragons,elegant sea serpents,and mighty kings. As I watched through the telescope, I felt a sudden gust of wind;enthralled by the fireflies,I was reluctant to look away,but when I tore my eyes from the tale, I was met by an equally unbelievable sight. It seemed I had been transported,not back to the bedroom,but to a great castle; as I gazed at my new surroundings, I observed ceilings as high as mountains,windows as tall as trees,and stone work so ancient,the age could never be guessed. As I wandered the halls, I saw delicate tapestries,chairs hand-carved from only the mightiest of pines,and portraits of those long passed,that yet seemed to stare through frame. Coming to a staircase,I walked up the spiral,never questioning where it would take me. At long last,with sore and tired feet,I came to the top;a round room,with shelves overflowing with books,and a table,covered in dust,with only a lantern,with its oil long spent,resting on its aged wood. Upon looking around,I saw a window;I eagerly gazed out,looking over the sea. By this time it was quite dark,and the water choppy,but the skies quite clear,with a full moon overlooking the sea. It was then I saw a ship,with tattered sails,and creaking bow,it's crew long cold. Untouched by man nor beast,at first glance,one could easily believe they had simply fallen asleep;into a deep,endless slumber from which they can never awake. Seeing this,I gave a start,disturbed by their unchanging,pale,lifeless faces. Unexpectedly, I slipped on a sleek stone,centuries old,and began to fall backwards. I continued to plummet,falling faster than concern can follow;I came to enjoy the feeling of weightlessness,the soft caress of the castle air,mixed with that from the sea,flowing against my face. I fell for what felt like hours,although it was probably no more than a few fleeting minutes;and then,without warning, I felt,not the cold,unforgiving stone floor of a castle,but cool grass,like that of a field in summer;and,looking up,i saw stars,more than one could ever count or imagine. And planets,more than just Saturn,Jupiter,and Mars,but many others,perhaps unnamed,or,perhaps,once named long ago,by a great shepherd of the stars.
Is this really stupid and boring,or should I keep going?
Late one Sunday evening,in early spring, I walked into my bedroom,only to feel something quite odd had happened;what exactly had occurred was unclear to me. I quickly spun around,only to find I was alone in a small study. With scarlet red curtains, a quaint cherry wood desk,and antiques ranging from ships in bottles to an old telescope,it was hardly a place to be afraid of. To the telescope I was particularly drawn,for whatever reason I did not know. Softly blowing off a layer of dust from the lens,I peered through,unsure of what I would see. To my great surprise,it was not aimed at the heaven's,as one would suspect. No, it was pointed at a faraway clearing,past fields and rivers,over valleys,lakes and orchards; an unassuming forest lay around it,filled with majestic oaks,decades old,and willows,filled with many a blue birds nest,and cherry trees,in glorious bloom. In that very clearing, there happened the most curious thing. The creatures around appeared to be in harmony,foxes with their luxurious tails,sitting quite happily with rabbits,cotton tails and long eared jacks alike. Now myself, quite in awe at this spectacle,was suddenly gifted another wonderful sight. There were fireflies,but,apparently,not of the ordinary,everyday kind. Yes,they appeared normal at first,average even;but the more I watched, I realized they began to form shapes,as if,as impossible as it would seem,they were telling a tale. I looked on,eager; they moved as if they were one being,fluent and graceful,in perfect harmony. They took the shape of great dragons,elegant sea serpents,and mighty kings. As I watched through the telescope, I felt a sudden gust of wind;enthralled by the fireflies,I was reluctant to look away,but when I tore my eyes from the tale, I was met by an equally unbelievable sight. It seemed I had been transported,not back to the bedroom,but to a great castle; as I gazed at my new surroundings, I observed ceilings as high as mountains,windows as tall as trees,and stone work so ancient,the age could never be guessed. As I wandered the halls, I saw delicate tapestries,chairs hand-carved from only the mightiest of pines,and portraits of those long passed,that yet seemed to stare through frame. Coming to a staircase,I walked up the spiral,never questioning where it would take me. At long last,with sore and tired feet,I came to the top;a round room,with shelves overflowing with books,and a table,covered in dust,with only a lantern,with its oil long spent,resting on its aged wood. Upon looking around,I saw a window;I eagerly gazed out,looking over the sea. By this time it was quite dark,and the water choppy,but the skies quite clear,with a full moon overlooking the sea. It was then I saw a ship,with tattered sails,and creaking bow,it's crew long cold. Untouched by man nor beast,at first glance,one could easily believe they had simply fallen asleep;into a deep,endless slumber from which they can never awake. Seeing this,I gave a start,disturbed by their unchanging,pale,lifeless faces. Unexpectedly, I slipped on a sleek stone,centuries old,and began to fall backwards. I continued to plummet,falling faster than concern can follow;I came to enjoy the feeling of weightlessness,the soft caress of the castle air,mixed with that from the sea,flowing against my face. I fell for what felt like hours,although it was probably no more than a few fleeting minutes;and then,without warning, I felt,not the cold,unforgiving stone floor of a castle,but cool grass,like that of a field in summer;and,looking up,i saw stars,more than one could ever count or imagine. And planets,more than just Saturn,Jupiter,and Mars,but many others,perhaps unnamed,or,perhaps,once named long ago,by a great shepherd of the stars.
Is this really stupid and boring,or should I keep going?
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