Here is a little bit of fun for all.
Imagine Prince is here to fill some time.
Nothing fills time like a story.
So write Prince a short story.

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MickG's Story For Prince
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Prince and the Object of affection.

Once upon a time Prince was walking on a beach, he was talking to the sand, shore and sky. Prince screamed out to see if a human voice would reply or would he hear the echo of his own voice come back. Just then a Object appeared on the shore. This object was like many he had seen before, although the object was an original. Prince hesitantly picked up the object and brought it to his room. Prince marveled upon the object, he couldn’t or didn’t want to accept the object. Sometimes he got frustrated with the object. He had been seen giving the object dirty looks in between loving glances. The Object just sat on his desk. Prince would write songs to the object, get inspired moments from this object and wish to understand the object. Sometimes, when Prince’s Friends where over he would hid the object under the tub or blanked or in the closet. Yet, to his closest friends he would show the object and ask what they thought it could be.

Sometimes Prince would get so disgusted with the object and the effect it had upon him he would have others take it and throw it far away. Yet then Prince would go back to that sand, shore and sky with a tear in his eye wishing for the objects return, and as he looked down there it would be. He began to fear the lost of the object. He would talk to the object saying you are not this but that, you can’t be this so you must be that, as an object you are cool but you are not the original object of my affections. Looking for a response Prince would stare at the object, into the object and around the object, but the object would just sit there as if waiting. For in the consciousness of the object, although being told by this great Prince that as an object the object can’t be as it seems, the object didn’t see a great prince, the object just looked at Prince and seen another object.

Hi Prince, I like chips and queso....and bean dip, oh how I love bean dip.

Michael was this object a mirror?????

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Hey P. What's up, man. You might wanna watch your ass again because there's this dude out there who pretends to be all cryptic and acts like he knows you on a personal level. Like one day, he suggested that folks should write a story about you. It's a really great idea that I will probably use for my 6th grade English class as a writing assignment. However, you don't know anything about this standardized writing assignment that we have in this state and as a result you probably wouldn't give two fucks about it.

Anywho, to make a long story short: Watch yer ass. Crazy man about.
Peace.

P.S. I won't tell anyone that your perm is merely a "Just For Me"

BSK3601 said:

stoppit!

BSK3601 said:

I sure have been getting alot of negitive attention lately, but thanks for knowing me. I don't have a clue as to who you are.

Maybe you needed to focus on the first line I wrote, "fun for all"

MickG said:

Man, someone needs to find fulltime employment... I think we've found a partner 4 Zelira...
I can see them walking hand in hand into a bookstore together: "Ah yea, we'd like matching copies of Catcher In The Rye please..."

KrystleEyes said:

Nah! Fulltime employment is for those that are slaves. I would much rather keep doing what I am doing now, making money, and doing what I like.

So many angry people