Tick Tack Toe

So one day, there was this guy who went ski-ing. On his way down, he, being the amateur ski-er that he is, disregarded this huge pile of snow in front of him, thinking that he would just be able to slush it over, like in the cartoons ya know. But like in the cartoons, there was this huge gigantic rock embedded into the snow and was only lightly covered by snow.


So WHAM POW & KABLAM!**


Our ski-er hurt his ankle and accidentally twisted his shoulder while falling down, which is a whole load of ouchie. But you see, our man is a fighter (which is why everyone reading this now is rooting for him). He gets up on his hurt ankle and tries to ski his way down again.


Slowly and slowly - step by excruciating step he went.


He rested at this oak tree, and being the stupid hero that we all love, a whole load of snow fell on his head and shoulders (which caused another ouchie). Now our ski-er is cold, broken and some might say, in a whole load of trouble.


But hey, the inn in just another 2 miles downhill!


So on and on he goes, trying to manouver his way aroud the slalom made out of branches and more hidden rocks, and also a yeti(which he didn't notice). In the process of this highly painful and draining trip, he got thirsty, so he ate some snow - which gave him instant brain freeze.


*Don't we just love heroes who have no common sense?*


Anyway, all of the sudden, the inn was in sight. And he summons up every bit of bravado he has in his tiny little stash of "hero-powers-vault" and charges to the inn, pushing aside a seal, a penguin and a polar bear (which he didn't see either).


Though, he did stop by the wolly mammoth - apparently he has a thing for furry animals, so he gave the mammoth a hug and a kiss before he went on.


He finally reached the door, and went straight to the bar, and ordered hot choco, and there was a kind doctor who was attending to his wounds & injuries. The inn keeper was so amazed by his resolution, that he set him up in the sultan-suite for the night.

All well, ends well.
The end.

The moral of this story is, don't ever order your steak well done, that would mean you're an imbecile and your steak knife will most probably fly into your date's soup.


And also, don't drink hot choco in one go while it's pipping hot. You will see how much our ski-er will suffer in the suite, simply because he burnt his tongue and could not speak. (Did i not mention that the inn keeper's gay?)


And lastly, since you have the time to read this lovely story of mine, why not spare a few other minutes to help the needy people around you. It will make your day, and their's.

Cheers!


P.S. if you don't do good, you'd be like this dollar-head selfish nut who gets eaten by a crocodile.
[Via VillageOfJoy]


Be GOOD!! or be EATEN!!