in Iowa
June 21st, 2003
Joe fell. He was going to be squashed when he landed. Like a pancake. He was falling at a blistering speed, too. Then something coiled around his foot. He jerked to a stop. He was still high up. He looked at his shoe. A bungee cord was tied to it. He climbed up. He got over the edge of a building where it seemed to come from.
A man stood next to a billboard. It read: "Krunchy Krumbly Krisp Krap". It was one of those vegetarian cereals (not that cereal contains meat in the first place).
The man stepped up to Joe. He was dressed like the CIA guys. He had sunglasses on. He drew a gun! Then he got something out of his pocket. A huge, white bullet! He stuck it in his mouth! Then Joe noticed it was a cigar. He pointed the barrell at the tip of the cigar. It was just a cigar lighter!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
Maybe not. The smoke cleared. The man's hair was spiked up in all directions. Heverything was black on him (although it was before). He fell backward. Then, a guy laughed. He walked up to the man. "Hahaha! Say goodbye, Lars!"
"Ronald!" said the other man. He was overweight. "We have an eyewitness, here!"
"Shut up, Thomas!" said Ronald. All it takes is one push! Haha-"
He never could finish. Joe's foot was planted in his mouth. Fortunately, Joe was a blackbelt. "Hoooooooooyyyyyyyaaaaaa!"
He beat those guys up like a batch of cookie dough. They groaned and fell down. Then he helped the man named Lars up.
"Thanks," he said.
"Don't mention it," said Joe.
"Come on. We'll talk later." He pressed a button on his wristwatch. The floor was rumbling. A huge machine blasted through the floor! "Get in!" yelled Lars over the noise. They took off in the ship, flying over the beautiful scenery of Chicago.
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