short story » the three good boys.
Thomas, William, and Henry, the three good brothers were in their room playing with legos. They had just finished doing all their morning chores -- making their bed, eating their breakfast, and doing their dishes.
Now they were free for the rest of the day.
"Let us make an airplane out of all our legos." Thomas told his two good brothers, William and Henry.
"Yes, let us." William and Henry said in unison. "It will be red."
Julia was walking by and saw the three good brothers, Thomas, William, and Henry and said, "Hello Thomas, William and Henry! What are you guys making out of your legos? It looks so exciting!!"
"We are making a red airplane, Julie!" Thomas replied with a grin. Thomas always assumed an unnaturally cheerful attitude around Julie. He had always had a thing for her. His brothers knew about it of course, and snorted and giggled as Thomas tried every which way to impress Julie.
However, suddenly William realized that he had a thing for Julie too. He began to get very mad that Thomas was hitting on HIS Julie. "DA HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, PUNK?!" Will shouted grabbing Thomas by his neck.
Poor Thomas was taken aback by this statement. "WTF DO YOU MEAN, FOO?" he asked calmly.
"Like, guys, like stop fighting arright? Like, what's the big deal anyway? LOL. You know I have a thing for Hen. My mom told me to give him chocolate because he is exceedingly thin." Julie giggled.
Suddenly an earthquake hit and the three good brothers, Thomas, William, and Henry passed away. It is unknown what happened to Julie.
posted by von karman @ 9:28 PM
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Very nice. :thumbuP:!
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