Henry and the crow (guest appearance by a surprise character)

(A story we wrote yesterday, change in font and size generally indicates a change in writer, though in this one, not quite so toward the end.)

a Long time ago there was an OLd crow Who Loved corn. and whenever the wind Shook his corn he'd fire his gun five times and shriek "git the hell outta my corn!!" even though noBody was there, for you see he was a wacko. 

Sadly, because he was a crow bereft of opposable fingers and the knowledge; he couldn't plant his own crop every year, So, naturally, he adopted! The only problem was getting the previous owner to abandon his/her corn crop to the old crow. BOOM.

    Thunder shook the old farmer's house, rattling the ancient China plates hanging above his wife's cupboards. Speak of the devil, here came her head, poking out from around the door jam. 

    "What's going on Henry?" She asked, her voice rising in volume in pitch. The lightning struck again. A big angry bear came to eat them happily ever after. Oh wait it's not over yet. The big stupid bear didn't get them boom the crow fired off the gun. The T.V.  show Henry was watching about a bear suddenly turned off. That old crow had shot the fuse box. The farm house was without power. But Henry didn't mind, he was fast asleep. Even the shrill voice of his wife didn't wake him, he was accustomed to it. Just then a big pink cloud of smoke [came] out of nowhere and our old friend the fairy warthog crawled out of the smoke and said "Wake up!!" in its shrill voice. "I will grant you one wish!!" it cried, twirling around quickly and exuding a horrible smell. The farmer could almost see the stink coming off the surprising little creature. 

"Hurry up!" It shrieked, pausing a moment to fart "I may or may not have all day!"

"I wish for the crow to turn into a crow-scarer, so we may share my corn patch in peace and harmony, without all of this shooting and thundering and all around generally infernal racket." 

"Just kidding!" he said. But alas, he was too late. *Poof* He had wasted his wish, and the charming warhot had disappeared. "Nooooooooooooo! I really wanted a ferrari!" Suddenly the door burst open. The scare crow-crow walked in and said darkly; "Henry, I am your father."

       

The pink-clad ward fairy appeared in between henry and his accidental creation. "Nevermind", he screeched "I have the rest of the day off! What's for dinner?!?" 

Rain drops on rainbows

Mouseboy, Bonedust, and their friends/adopted brother's drawings: 

Sidewalk Drawings And Rain

First three are Bonedust's, from Saturday afternoon, the rest are from Sunday afternoon and a little bit later.

Sidewalk art

They're all so talented...

Mouseboy makes cool jewelry

A character from the brain of Mouseboy

An extension of our current chapter of "Prince and the Pauper" by Mark Twain

(Changes in font and size indicate a change of writer)

Humperdink   (can't remember what his name was) Hendon wondered what on Earth had pushed the child to his current state.
The Prince was nearly almost taken aback by the manner in which his new friend treated him, currently used to responses of scorn and derision whenever he introduced himself as the Prince of Wales as he was.

Kaboom!!!
the end

The Prince ran, astonished at how his new friend had exploded and someone had yelled "the end" out of the blue as he'd been chatting idly. wate! yelld humperdink Hendon

"that was Just the lokel giant!" me and my giant friends are playing our favorite game. It's called "exploding person!" Whoever explodes the best wins the game. I think I won" he added, flashing a proud smile.

The end

New chapter in the life of this blog

So now this will be a blog for all of us, with Bonedust's photos, and the mouseboy's writing and whatever else I manage to get out of the rest of them :)
Hopefully we will intermittently post our random group stories as well.

~Nemo

Lichen on a rock

Sunset to day from here on

~Bonedust