A Story.

One day we went to the park.
We did things like swing,
and slide,
and throw a frisbee.
Then the frisbee got stuck on the roof.
(It was a white frisbee.)
So the boys got a football.
They were confident they could knock the frisbee down with the football.
Then the football got stuck on the roof.
So they got duct tape.
And twisted it into a rope.
And threw the roll of duct tape at the roof.
But that didn't work.
So sticks were gathered.
And taped together.
And we tried to get the frisbee with the sticks.
But that didn't work.

The End.

(Ok, that's not actually the end. Carey was eventually able to get the frisbee down with the stick, but I don't have a picture of that. So it might not have actually happened. But it probably did.)

Comments

  1. Sniff--I always cry at happy endings!

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  2. this story changed my life. not really, but the part about the duct tape did thrill me :D

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  3. HAHA, chuckle chuckle chuckle =P

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