Okay, People-icans... random story time that will enlighten your view of the world as you and possibly I know it. So, earlier I was chatting with a friend and her friend... of a friend. No, just a friend of a friend, but anyways... they said they missed Florida and who cares about snow.
No, no, no, no, no. Missing Florida!? EW! Yes, because Florida rocks! This is like the time someone said to base a story in Florida...
*FLASHBACK TO THOUGHT THAT I THOUGHT WHEN TOLD THAT SUGGESTION*
Nick leaned down, his lips hovering mere inches from mine as his eyes sparkled in the glow of the quickly retreating sunlight. I hurriedly readjusted my shirt, hoping he wouldn't notice the sweat covering the sleeves because of the humid temperature. Before his lips could close the remaining distance, a mosquito landed on his neck and he pulled back sharply to slap it away.
Yeah, that's a romance scene in Florida… bugs and sweat. SICK!
Anyways, I wasted a ton of space on a mostly irrelevant topic. Moving forward, so... when they said they missed snow I responded with a nice little story about snow. Except this one is a bit more detailed... oh well.
It all started with God, sitting on a throne that was light enough to balance on a cloud and hold him (EPIC CLOUD.) And God lookith down upon the world and realized that the world and its occupants were not listening to him. So God looked down to the angels and said,
"Truly I say to you... wait that's my son's thing. We need to get there attention."
Therefore, God plucked a cloud away from the sky and rolled it into a compact ball the size of a fist. With epic godly movements, he shot the compact cloud down to earth, but during its long journey it got smaller and smaller until it was a mere flake. The people of the earth looked up, awed by the occurrence, but still they wouldn't listen.
God, annoyed by their indifference, turned to the angels, calling out loudly,
"Pluck the clouds, angels, and let us make them hear!" Therefore, the angels all made compact clouds that became flake... and soon the world was covered in snow. This got the attention of the people, and they realized...
It must be God.
And so on the 8-gazillion day... there was snow. And it was good.
Sooo, People-icans... are you enlightened? Of course! Remember, the truth is ugly unless given a Maybe it's OLAY... makeover. Unless it was fake... it may still be ugly. Until next time... share the ugly sometimes-pretty truth! PEACE OUT!
No, no, no, no, no. Missing Florida!? EW! Yes, because Florida rocks! This is like the time someone said to base a story in Florida...
*FLASHBACK TO THOUGHT THAT I THOUGHT WHEN TOLD THAT SUGGESTION*
Nick leaned down, his lips hovering mere inches from mine as his eyes sparkled in the glow of the quickly retreating sunlight. I hurriedly readjusted my shirt, hoping he wouldn't notice the sweat covering the sleeves because of the humid temperature. Before his lips could close the remaining distance, a mosquito landed on his neck and he pulled back sharply to slap it away.
Yeah, that's a romance scene in Florida… bugs and sweat. SICK!
Anyways, I wasted a ton of space on a mostly irrelevant topic. Moving forward, so... when they said they missed snow I responded with a nice little story about snow. Except this one is a bit more detailed... oh well.
It all started with God, sitting on a throne that was light enough to balance on a cloud and hold him (EPIC CLOUD.) And God lookith down upon the world and realized that the world and its occupants were not listening to him. So God looked down to the angels and said,
"Truly I say to you... wait that's my son's thing. We need to get there attention."
Therefore, God plucked a cloud away from the sky and rolled it into a compact ball the size of a fist. With epic godly movements, he shot the compact cloud down to earth, but during its long journey it got smaller and smaller until it was a mere flake. The people of the earth looked up, awed by the occurrence, but still they wouldn't listen.
God, annoyed by their indifference, turned to the angels, calling out loudly,
"Pluck the clouds, angels, and let us make them hear!" Therefore, the angels all made compact clouds that became flake... and soon the world was covered in snow. This got the attention of the people, and they realized...
It must be God.
And so on the 8-gazillion day... there was snow. And it was good.
Sooo, People-icans... are you enlightened? Of course! Remember, the truth is ugly unless given a Maybe it's OLAY... makeover. Unless it was fake... it may still be ugly. Until next time... share the ugly sometimes-pretty truth! PEACE OUT!
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