Heyy, Whats up? I'm dandy and you? I'ma write a you a quick tale. All made up on the spot. This one will be about..... A watermellon. Named, Jose.
Jose had a simple life. He grew. Bigger and bigger each day he would grow. Jose wanted something more though. He couldn't just spend his life growing and doing nothing. He wanted to get out, see the world. But not France. Jose didn't like the french.
One day he devised a plan, to run away from The Great Watermellon Patch. It was all so simple. All he had to do was roll down the hill, into the river. Then follow it to the lake, wrap his vines around a car, travel to the owners home and then take their car. After that he needed to drive to Utah. There he would get a plane to Norway. That is where his adventure would really begin. The only problem was gas. It was so expensive so the car had to have a full tank.
The time had soon come. Once the farmer went to bed her made his move. Jose released his vines from his post and rolled quickly down the hill, all was going well. But then Jose spotted a rock up ahead. He was going to fast, there was no way to avoid it. In a matter of moments he collided with the rock and hurdled into the air. "MY PLAN!" He shriked. But not all was lost. The watermellon landed in a nearby truck, driving down the road. What luck! Something was wrong though. With him in the truck, was a gang of pumpkins. These pumpkins were not friendly folk. They dispised the watermellon community. The leader of the pumpkins, was none other than Harold the hollow pumpkin. His Halloween carved face seemed to glare at Jose. The other pumpkins glared as well. Just then the super hero known as Captian Apple swooped down and snacthed Jose from the Pumpkins vines. "Do not fret sir!" He said boldly. "You are safe no-" And with that Jose slipped from Captian Apples grip, fell twenty feet to the ground and ended his adventure.
(THIS DOES NOT IN ANY WAY REFLECT MY OPINIONS OR IDEAS. I DONT HATE THE FRENCH OR WATERMELLONS)
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