Puppies Part 1

In reference to my previous post, An Exercise in Futility, I will now regard this blog as a journal. It is only fitting, then that I add one of the greatest stories I've ever written. ( well, actually, it sucks but since it's the only story I've written voluntarily, it is technically the best )

Prepare yourself for part one of.... puppies.

PUPPIES

WARNING: This story is incredibly boring and quite frankly a waste of time. Do not attempt to read unless you’re bored too. Any misinformation due to the reading of this story is seriously not my fault. This story is completely 100 percent true except for the made-up bits.

One day, Mr. Spam l337 decided to eat some pizza. He went to the cliff to ask for it. He decided to wet the cliff with liquid nitrogen. Three days later, a policeman went to the moon to search for computers when a telescope came out of nowhere. He went to the telescope and saw a cliff with liquid nitrogen on it. The policeman immediately ate some emergency pizza and flew to the home of Mr. Spam 1337. He went there and said, "Did you own my yak?" Mr. Spam l337 said yes. Then the policeman said “You are over arrest for liquidising nitrogen and then dumping it on a cliff.” “NOOOOO!!!” replied Mr. Spam l337 and then he exploded. All the puppies in the immediate vicinity were incinerated so you couldn't tell that they were ever puppies at all. “That’s terrible!” screamed the policeman whilst eating handfuls of concentrated Pizza Drink.