Musings on a drive

Ok, so today I drove the furthest I've ever driven so far.
I went from home to Haytor in devon, that's about 200 miles!!1 I am super proud.
only thing was, by halfway home, I was knackered. My dad pulled me over cos I was falling asleep at the wheel and we all nearly died a bit. I had some ice creams and fun with Jake while my parents hiked and I plowed my car into a hedge in order to avoid crashing into a mondeo on a narrow road, IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!! I'd just been down a huge hill and my brakes were burning up and they just didn't wanna work. sometimes it sucks having a midget car.

Another post it story

Here's a slightly more diversely authored story for your delectation.
I don't hear any delectating... come on, go for it.

 DELECTATE.

Quinn

By Green, MedderZ, Will, Gina and Mel

once upon a time there was a wizard who was a jizzard called Quinn who liked to eat trumpet pizza and small children who had large heads that also exploded into a vagina. He lived in a massive cavernous vagina that sat in a cafe in a dragon’s spleen. Also, he was a German guy from France. He liked small children's vagical spells for he was a paedophile wizard who liked felching, which he learned at wizard school. He got an A... for AIDS, and died. The end.

See? lovely ^_^