I heard the doorbell ring so I went to take a look. It was a package on my doorstep from Saba. I figured it was going to be some sort of card with a kickers joke and him trying to tell me that Norfolk is Worstfolk, which is true. Or that Portland is the best and we are unstoppable, this is also very true. But when I opened it up I was shocked! It was directions on a scavenger hunt that ended at Midnight tonight! I grabbed my phone, jacket, two bottles of water, my wallet, and two bags of pretzels and drove off. Step one said I had to stop at Gio’s house and tell him his arch rival has been defeated. I had to figure out who his arch-rival was and there was a picture of a turkey so I immediately thought of Duck from the PBE, sure enough, I was correct! He gave me a clue that said “Go to the foggy house, but be cautious, a shoe will guard it”. This was simple! I needed to go to Rusfan’s house because he is a Gator fan(he volunteered). There I received a clue that said “from a long distance you are blinded”. I had no clue what this meant so I texted Saba and I lost It was fun anyway. Merry Christmas and Happy holidays!
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Joseph Petrongolo wakes up Christmas morning in his Berlin home, and turns on the tv. It’s still early, and there’s nothing much really on, and he is tired. He begins to fall asleep on his warm and cozy and very expensive couch, which also happens to be very big for him since he’s a frog, but it’s whatever. Anyway, he was falling asleep when suddenly a rock came crashing through his window. Or at least, he thought it was a rock. When he gathered the courage to come out from under his couch and investigate, he realized it was a gift. On it, it said “Merry Christmas pog”. It was from his good friend, Albert Ruschmann. It also wasn’t a rock. When Joe opened the gift, he found that it was a nice little white personal pizza. Joe didn’t know why Albert would get him such a thing. It’s a well known fact he doesn’t like pizza. But then he had an idea. Instead of throwing it away and reading him one star on Yelp, he bought some sausage making equipment and made a sausage out of it. The common man may find this weird or disgusting, but everyone knows sausages are hip and cool. Petrongolo made a sausage out of his friends gift, and tried it. He didn’t like it though because it still tasted like pizza.
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Christmas has passed by and Jim Waters had gotten no presents from any of his teammates, and woke up not feeling too good as a result. He felt left out that the team had not left him anything, and did not really know if anyone on the team liked him. But then the day started, and the doorbell rang. As he went downstairs, he could not help hoping that someone had sent a last minute gift to him, and that someone in the world actually loved him. He opened the door, finding a delivery man who asked him to sign some papers, and then gave him a box. It seemed that his wish had come true and he had actually got something. But when he opened it up, it was not really a festive gift. It was a box, labeled steroids, with a note attached to it. Apparently the whole team had chipped together, cause even though it was against the rules, Jim Waters was just not good enough, and they did not want to end the season with one win, and knew that their pass defense was a big part of it. And in a league full of hexagons and penguins and other arbritrary animals, a few performance enhancers would not be bad. He decided at the end, not too take them, and went back to sleep knewing the whole team hated him
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