A Tale About My Pet Duck
I woke my pet duck this morning.
He said "What time is it?"
I replied "It's the quack of dawn".
He said "What time is it?"
I replied "It's the quack of dawn".
The Duck then made a dash to the window & saw that it was true. He started to say he needed to be hidden for their was a murderer out at the quack of dawn every day. The duck then started running in circles & trying to look for something like a box or a hollowed out book.
(Note: Is this one of the story games or did I write that for nothing?)
(Note: Is this one of the story games or did I write that for nothing?)
Just when the duck had ducked into a computer box, there was an earthquack which quacked a hole right through the room. Waddle the duck do now?
so the duck decided to become a drug addict and sold quack for a living.
He waddled over to ask Smilestein for advice, he sold the duck some stuff to get the duck started, but the duck couldnt afford it.. so he put it on his bill.
He waddled over to ask Smilestein for advice, he sold the duck some stuff to get the duck started, but the duck couldnt afford it.. so he put it on his bill.
Too make enough money to pay Smilestein back he decided to try & find some hardcore addicts like the pillbugs at Smilestein's farm. He made a bunch of money off of them & did the rest of his supplies on himself, he also saw the pillbugs running/crawling at high speeds like usual when they have a rush. He went back to buy some more from Smilestein & he was impressed. Smilestein was impressed & offered the duck a job as a dealer for him, he accepted & decided to try & find more customers like Quackers. He met him by the tree as usual when he was away from home & he....
