Friday, November 14, 2008

Johnny Learns About Eating Too Much Icr Cream

This was also written in January of 2007. This one is not about anyone in particular. Just a little bit of oddness.
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Johnny made a new friend. He was a furry green monster. Johnny named him Claude. Everyday Johnny and Claude ate ice cream out of the giant freezer in Johnny's basement which his mom kept stocked. They loved the ice cream because it was very rich and creamy. Months passed and Johnny and Claude continued to eat the ice cream. Both were getting bigger and bigger! Johnny got so big that one day he could not get up out of his sitting position to go up the stairs. He told Claude to go get his mom. Claude left to do as Johnny said. Week passed, and he did not hear from Claude or his mother, but he stayed alive with the ice cream.

Weeks turned into months and months turned into years, and Johnny was at the end of the supply of ice cream. No one had showed up, and Johnny's size had increased tremendously. He could have just ate less ice cream to finally loose enough wait to walk up, or at least yelled until his voice gave out, but the depression of being left alone and forgotten made him eat continuously, he had no time to yell. Finally, as he took the last lick of ice cream from his spoon, he heard someone come down the stairs. It was a little purple monster! He yelled for the monster to come down, but as soon as the little one saw the big huge Johnny, he screamed and ran back up the stairs. Minutes later, a big green monster and a woman came down the stairs, holding a baseball bat. It was Claude and Johnny's mother! He tried to get up and yell for joy, they had finally come to save him! But the mother had forgotten about her son, you see when Johnny sent Claude to talk to his mother, Claude fell in love with her. With his awesome monster powers, he made her forget about Johnny. They then got married and had a child of their own, Xanny. Johnny's mother did not see her son, but a freakish blob of a man taking up half of her basement with tubs of empty ice cream cartons surrounding him.

She screamed for Claude to take care of him, so Claude, not knowing what else to do, beat Johnny with the baseball bat until he was dead, his body oozing with creamy delicious ice cream, which the family then ate.

1 comment:

Shawn said...

That's what you get, Johnny. Also, the author is really a smoking babe. I wish she was my girlfriend. Oh wait...