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I was asked just now by a friend that she was feeling tired and asked me to tell her a bedtime story. I blinked a little, had a thought, and started writing about the first thing that came into my head and then just rambled on ridiculously for ages. If you missed the Fog Stories and what basically they were all about, they were kinda something like this. This is the entire story pasted from MSN.
Ok, once upon a time there was a kingdom of sheep that lived on an island off the coast of Wales
..um.. Fezarico was their King, and a just King he was too, helping disputes and generally keeping a good lovely island of sheep
But one morning when a messenger came to Fezarico's door (it was a small castle), he opened it after knocking for a while and was shocked to discover Fezarico was missing!
After further inspection inside, the messenger discovered that he had been kidnapped by the evil Cow Faction that were located on an island far far away
There was a threat message inside made from newspaper cuttings that simply said "Moo"
The messenger was fuming, how dare the evil cows take away their King.
So in an emergency meeting, he assembled a great team of sheep that would set sail to rescue Fezarico from the clutches of the cows.
First there was Dangar Whitewool, who was their best bet at combat if they would ever come to such times, as he taught Tae Kwon Do to lambs in the local school (he learnt most of it from a book, self taught)
Jefferson Baaramewe was a good a scout as they would find, as he was the local artist of the island, and could paint his wool whatever colour he needed to try and camoflarge himself to avoid being seen.
Then there was Languino Lighthoof, their local fisherman who could sail the boat to the island of cows for them.. and Margery Flopears, who didn't really have any skill but just wanted to come out of interest.
So one Sunday morning they all got into Languino's fishing boat and set out for the island of Cows.
At first Jefferson became very seasick, even with four legs holding you up it can still become, um, unsteady somewhat.
And um, after about 30 minutes they realised they were going the completely wrong way and turned around.
So, they were finally on their journey when it started to rain heavy. And a wet sheep is a heavy sheep, and the boat began to sink a little.
But then, Languino took out Jefferson's scissors, and began to cut away some of their wool, and through the wonder of tailoring he created a large woolen sheet that he tied over the boat to keep the boat dry.
But! As he tied it on, a big gust of wind came along and the little fishing boat took off from the sea!
This of course was quite worrying for the already worrying sheep, watching the waves over the side and hoping they wouldn't go too far and end up going past the island.
Dangar, who had kept mostly quiet so far, managed to spot a small island below them in the shape of a cow face, naturally, that had to be the dreaded Cow Island.
So, in a strange moment of madness, Dangar decided to try and use the woolen sheet as a giant parachute, with all four sheep holding onto one corner of the giant cloth.
They decended into Cow Island, and landed near a cave on top of a mountain there. Scrambling to their feet, wondering how on earth they'll actually get off the island now, they were approached by an old and unkept looking cow who appeared from the cave.
He beckoned them into his cave, and sheep being sheep, they decided to follow.
The old cow led them down deep into the cave, lit gently by wooden torches, until they came to an almighty wall.
On the wall there was a mural of what appeared to be the shape of Cow Island, and four white fluffy figures falling down towards it.
Further down the mural there was a picture of a sword fight between a cow and a sheep, the picture of a crown, and another painting with lots of colour that the sheep didn't understand.
The sheep baa'd and the cow moo'd back, and they decided to go on their way.
Following a rugged path down from the mountains, they came across a large camp of leather tents, big cow like totem poles and fires.
While they were thinking of how to investigate the camp without being caught, Margery noticed a lovely patch of grass and decided to go eat it.
Unfortunately as she did so, she stumbled over a tripwire and set off the cow alarm!
"Mooooo! Moooo! Moooo!" went the alarm, and the sheep panicked, trying to find shelter quickly, and ducked inside a leather tent/teepee sort of thing.
They heard the stampede of cow feet outside, and an awful lot of mooing, when they noticed that tied up in the tent with them was Fezarico, the King!
Margery quickly ate through his bindings, when they realised unless they acted fast, they would all be caught and tied up, and nobody back home knew how to use a boat, so they'd never be rescued.
As they were all softly baaing to eachother, thinking that they'd completely failed, Jefferson had an idea!
Taking out his black paint, he painted all the sheep with black patches to make them look like cows.
For a few moments they practised 'moo'ing to themselves, hoping they could simply slip away, then they emerged from the tent, and wandered out with the rest of the cows.
It seemed to have worked! The King seemed to be taking lead, perhaps he knew where a boat was, so everyone followed him. But unfortunately, in Margery's glee, she accidently let out an almighty bleat, and all the cows turned to notice.
Quickly they were surrounded! The cows came around the sheep and looked around at each other. Suddenly the sheep realised the cows were as confused as the sheep were, and wondered what was going on.
Then, all the cows got down and bowed, and the Cow King appeared, walking towards them with some sort of gadget under his arm.
The Cow King waved, then sat down with the gadget in front of some strange box with a screen and turned it on. On the screen, a swordfighting computer game appeared.
The Cow King tried to hand the Sheep King a controller, and after some hesitation, took it and selected a character.
The Cow King and the Sheep King then played a few rounds of the game and really enjoyed themselves.
So after everything, all the cows wanted to do was play games, but because they didn't speak the same language they thought they'd just kidnapped him.
But from then on, the sheep and the cows met up often, and they formed an alliance and became the closest of friends.
Then, they all had a disco.
The end.
Ok, once upon a time there was a kingdom of sheep that lived on an island off the coast of Wales
..um.. Fezarico was their King, and a just King he was too, helping disputes and generally keeping a good lovely island of sheep
But one morning when a messenger came to Fezarico's door (it was a small castle), he opened it after knocking for a while and was shocked to discover Fezarico was missing!
After further inspection inside, the messenger discovered that he had been kidnapped by the evil Cow Faction that were located on an island far far away
There was a threat message inside made from newspaper cuttings that simply said "Moo"
The messenger was fuming, how dare the evil cows take away their King.
So in an emergency meeting, he assembled a great team of sheep that would set sail to rescue Fezarico from the clutches of the cows.
First there was Dangar Whitewool, who was their best bet at combat if they would ever come to such times, as he taught Tae Kwon Do to lambs in the local school (he learnt most of it from a book, self taught)
Jefferson Baaramewe was a good a scout as they would find, as he was the local artist of the island, and could paint his wool whatever colour he needed to try and camoflarge himself to avoid being seen.
Then there was Languino Lighthoof, their local fisherman who could sail the boat to the island of cows for them.. and Margery Flopears, who didn't really have any skill but just wanted to come out of interest.
So one Sunday morning they all got into Languino's fishing boat and set out for the island of Cows.
At first Jefferson became very seasick, even with four legs holding you up it can still become, um, unsteady somewhat.
And um, after about 30 minutes they realised they were going the completely wrong way and turned around.
So, they were finally on their journey when it started to rain heavy. And a wet sheep is a heavy sheep, and the boat began to sink a little.
But then, Languino took out Jefferson's scissors, and began to cut away some of their wool, and through the wonder of tailoring he created a large woolen sheet that he tied over the boat to keep the boat dry.
But! As he tied it on, a big gust of wind came along and the little fishing boat took off from the sea!
This of course was quite worrying for the already worrying sheep, watching the waves over the side and hoping they wouldn't go too far and end up going past the island.
Dangar, who had kept mostly quiet so far, managed to spot a small island below them in the shape of a cow face, naturally, that had to be the dreaded Cow Island.
So, in a strange moment of madness, Dangar decided to try and use the woolen sheet as a giant parachute, with all four sheep holding onto one corner of the giant cloth.
They decended into Cow Island, and landed near a cave on top of a mountain there. Scrambling to their feet, wondering how on earth they'll actually get off the island now, they were approached by an old and unkept looking cow who appeared from the cave.
He beckoned them into his cave, and sheep being sheep, they decided to follow.
The old cow led them down deep into the cave, lit gently by wooden torches, until they came to an almighty wall.
On the wall there was a mural of what appeared to be the shape of Cow Island, and four white fluffy figures falling down towards it.
Further down the mural there was a picture of a sword fight between a cow and a sheep, the picture of a crown, and another painting with lots of colour that the sheep didn't understand.
The sheep baa'd and the cow moo'd back, and they decided to go on their way.
Following a rugged path down from the mountains, they came across a large camp of leather tents, big cow like totem poles and fires.
While they were thinking of how to investigate the camp without being caught, Margery noticed a lovely patch of grass and decided to go eat it.
Unfortunately as she did so, she stumbled over a tripwire and set off the cow alarm!
"Mooooo! Moooo! Moooo!" went the alarm, and the sheep panicked, trying to find shelter quickly, and ducked inside a leather tent/teepee sort of thing.
They heard the stampede of cow feet outside, and an awful lot of mooing, when they noticed that tied up in the tent with them was Fezarico, the King!
Margery quickly ate through his bindings, when they realised unless they acted fast, they would all be caught and tied up, and nobody back home knew how to use a boat, so they'd never be rescued.
As they were all softly baaing to eachother, thinking that they'd completely failed, Jefferson had an idea!
Taking out his black paint, he painted all the sheep with black patches to make them look like cows.
For a few moments they practised 'moo'ing to themselves, hoping they could simply slip away, then they emerged from the tent, and wandered out with the rest of the cows.
It seemed to have worked! The King seemed to be taking lead, perhaps he knew where a boat was, so everyone followed him. But unfortunately, in Margery's glee, she accidently let out an almighty bleat, and all the cows turned to notice.
Quickly they were surrounded! The cows came around the sheep and looked around at each other. Suddenly the sheep realised the cows were as confused as the sheep were, and wondered what was going on.
Then, all the cows got down and bowed, and the Cow King appeared, walking towards them with some sort of gadget under his arm.
The Cow King waved, then sat down with the gadget in front of some strange box with a screen and turned it on. On the screen, a swordfighting computer game appeared.
The Cow King tried to hand the Sheep King a controller, and after some hesitation, took it and selected a character.
The Cow King and the Sheep King then played a few rounds of the game and really enjoyed themselves.
So after everything, all the cows wanted to do was play games, but because they didn't speak the same language they thought they'd just kidnapped him.
But from then on, the sheep and the cows met up often, and they formed an alliance and became the closest of friends.
Then, they all had a disco.
The end.
Ah, gave me funny feelings reading something like that again.
Why we can't recreate those Fog story days, I'll never know, but they are lost in the mists of time...
Why we can't recreate those Fog story days, I'll never know, but they are lost in the mists of time...
Right now, our biology teacher's making us watch this DNA dvd. I'm tempted to take in an airhorn to keep myself awake.
Wow, I wish my biology lessons were that exciting. Really, I do. My biology teacher has about three videos that we watch over and over again. I'd welcome a video in any other subject but I've seen them all so many times that I know the scripts off by heart.
In biology this week, we talked about if a cow and a sheep could have a baby.
Very nice love.. *mwamwaahmwammmmmwah*
Put -me- to sleep atleast.. :D
Kidding! But, not really.. :P I guess prefer the "rock me to sleep" version. Heh.
Put -me- to sleep atleast.. :D
Kidding! But, not really.. :P I guess prefer the "rock me to sleep" version. Heh.
It's even better than I heard :)
I was asked just now by a friend that she was feeling tired and asked me to tell her a bedtime story. I blinked a little, had a thought, and started writing about the first thing that came into my head and then just rambled on ridiculously for ages. If you missed the Fog Stories and what basically they were all about, they were kinda something like this. This is the entire story pasted from MSN.
Ok, once upon a time there was a kingdom of sheep that lived on an island off the coast of Wales
..um.. Fezarico was their King, and a just King he was too, helping disputes and generally keeping a good lovely island of sheep
But one morning when a messenger came to Fezarico's door (it was a small castle), he opened it after knocking for a while and was shocked to discover Fezarico was missing!
After further inspection inside, the messenger discovered that he had been kidnapped by the evil Cow Faction that were located on an island far far away
There was a threat message inside made from newspaper cuttings that simply said "Moo"
The messenger was fuming, how dare the evil cows take away their King.
So in an emergency meeting, he assembled a great team of sheep that would set sail to rescue Fezarico from the clutches of the cows.
First there was Dangar Whitewool, who was their best bet at combat if they would ever come to such times, as he taught Tae Kwon Do to lambs in the local school (he learnt most of it from a book, self taught)
Jefferson Baaramewe was a good a scout as they would find, as he was the local artist of the island, and could paint his wool whatever colour he needed to try and camoflarge himself to avoid being seen.
Then there was Languino Lighthoof, their local fisherman who could sail the boat to the island of cows for them.. and Margery Flopears, who didn't really have any skill but just wanted to come out of interest.
So one Sunday morning they all got into Languino's fishing boat and set out for the island of Cows.
At first Jefferson became very seasick, even with four legs holding you up it can still become, um, unsteady somewhat.
And um, after about 30 minutes they realised they were going the completely wrong way and turned around.
So, they were finally on their journey when it started to rain heavy. And a wet sheep is a heavy sheep, and the boat began to sink a little.
But then, Languino took out Jefferson's scissors, and began to cut away some of their wool, and through the wonder of tailoring he created a large woolen sheet that he tied over the boat to keep the boat dry.
But! As he tied it on, a big gust of wind came along and the little fishing boat took off from the sea!
This of course was quite worrying for the already worrying sheep, watching the waves over the side and hoping they wouldn't go too far and end up going past the island.
Dangar, who had kept mostly quiet so far, managed to spot a small island below them in the shape of a cow face, naturally, that had to be the dreaded Cow Island.
So, in a strange moment of madness, Dangar decided to try and use the woolen sheet as a giant parachute, with all four sheep holding onto one corner of the giant cloth.
They decended into Cow Island, and landed near a cave on top of a mountain there. Scrambling to their feet, wondering how on earth they'll actually get off the island now, they were approached by an old and unkept looking cow who appeared from the cave.
He beckoned them into his cave, and sheep being sheep, they decided to follow.
The old cow led them down deep into the cave, lit gently by wooden torches, until they came to an almighty wall.
On the wall there was a mural of what appeared to be the shape of Cow Island, and four white fluffy figures falling down towards it.
Further down the mural there was a picture of a sword fight between a cow and a sheep, the picture of a crown, and another painting with lots of colour that the sheep didn't understand.
The sheep baa'd and the cow moo'd back, and they decided to go on their way.
Following a rugged path down from the mountains, they came across a large camp of leather tents, big cow like totem poles and fires.
While they were thinking of how to investigate the camp without being caught, Margery noticed a lovely patch of grass and decided to go eat it.
Unfortunately as she did so, she stumbled over a tripwire and set off the cow alarm!
"Mooooo! Moooo! Moooo!" went the alarm, and the sheep panicked, trying to find shelter quickly, and ducked inside a leather tent/teepee sort of thing.
They heard the stampede of cow feet outside, and an awful lot of mooing, when they noticed that tied up in the tent with them was Fezarico, the King!
Margery quickly ate through his bindings, when they realised unless they acted fast, they would all be caught and tied up, and nobody back home knew how to use a boat, so they'd never be rescued.
As they were all softly baaing to eachother, thinking that they'd completely failed, Jefferson had an idea!
Taking out his black paint, he painted all the sheep with black patches to make them look like cows.
For a few moments they practised 'moo'ing to themselves, hoping they could simply slip away, then they emerged from the tent, and wandered out with the rest of the cows.
It seemed to have worked! The King seemed to be taking lead, perhaps he knew where a boat was, so everyone followed him. But unfortunately, in Margery's glee, she accidently let out an almighty bleat, and all the cows turned to notice.
Quickly they were surrounded! The cows came around the sheep and looked around at each other. Suddenly the sheep realised the cows were as confused as the sheep were, and wondered what was going on.
Then, all the cows got down and bowed, and the Cow King appeared, walking towards them with some sort of gadget under his arm.
The Cow King waved, then sat down with the gadget in front of some strange box with a screen and turned it on. On the screen, a swordfighting computer game appeared.
The Cow King tried to hand the Sheep King a controller, and after some hesitation, took it and selected a character.
The Cow King and the Sheep King then played a few rounds of the game and really enjoyed themselves.
So after everything, all the cows wanted to do was play games, but because they didn't speak the same language they thought they'd just kidnapped him.
But from then on, the sheep and the cows met up often, and they formed an alliance and became the closest of friends.
Then, they all had a disco.
The end.
Ok, once upon a time there was a kingdom of sheep that lived on an island off the coast of Wales
..um.. Fezarico was their King, and a just King he was too, helping disputes and generally keeping a good lovely island of sheep
But one morning when a messenger came to Fezarico's door (it was a small castle), he opened it after knocking for a while and was shocked to discover Fezarico was missing!
After further inspection inside, the messenger discovered that he had been kidnapped by the evil Cow Faction that were located on an island far far away
There was a threat message inside made from newspaper cuttings that simply said "Moo"
The messenger was fuming, how dare the evil cows take away their King.
So in an emergency meeting, he assembled a great team of sheep that would set sail to rescue Fezarico from the clutches of the cows.
First there was Dangar Whitewool, who was their best bet at combat if they would ever come to such times, as he taught Tae Kwon Do to lambs in the local school (he learnt most of it from a book, self taught)
Jefferson Baaramewe was a good a scout as they would find, as he was the local artist of the island, and could paint his wool whatever colour he needed to try and camoflarge himself to avoid being seen.
Then there was Languino Lighthoof, their local fisherman who could sail the boat to the island of cows for them.. and Margery Flopears, who didn't really have any skill but just wanted to come out of interest.
So one Sunday morning they all got into Languino's fishing boat and set out for the island of Cows.
At first Jefferson became very seasick, even with four legs holding you up it can still become, um, unsteady somewhat.
And um, after about 30 minutes they realised they were going the completely wrong way and turned around.
So, they were finally on their journey when it started to rain heavy. And a wet sheep is a heavy sheep, and the boat began to sink a little.
But then, Languino took out Jefferson's scissors, and began to cut away some of their wool, and through the wonder of tailoring he created a large woolen sheet that he tied over the boat to keep the boat dry.
But! As he tied it on, a big gust of wind came along and the little fishing boat took off from the sea!
This of course was quite worrying for the already worrying sheep, watching the waves over the side and hoping they wouldn't go too far and end up going past the island.
Dangar, who had kept mostly quiet so far, managed to spot a small island below them in the shape of a cow face, naturally, that had to be the dreaded Cow Island.
So, in a strange moment of madness, Dangar decided to try and use the woolen sheet as a giant parachute, with all four sheep holding onto one corner of the giant cloth.
They decended into Cow Island, and landed near a cave on top of a mountain there. Scrambling to their feet, wondering how on earth they'll actually get off the island now, they were approached by an old and unkept looking cow who appeared from the cave.
He beckoned them into his cave, and sheep being sheep, they decided to follow.
The old cow led them down deep into the cave, lit gently by wooden torches, until they came to an almighty wall.
On the wall there was a mural of what appeared to be the shape of Cow Island, and four white fluffy figures falling down towards it.
Further down the mural there was a picture of a sword fight between a cow and a sheep, the picture of a crown, and another painting with lots of colour that the sheep didn't understand.
The sheep baa'd and the cow moo'd back, and they decided to go on their way.
Following a rugged path down from the mountains, they came across a large camp of leather tents, big cow like totem poles and fires.
While they were thinking of how to investigate the camp without being caught, Margery noticed a lovely patch of grass and decided to go eat it.
Unfortunately as she did so, she stumbled over a tripwire and set off the cow alarm!
"Mooooo! Moooo! Moooo!" went the alarm, and the sheep panicked, trying to find shelter quickly, and ducked inside a leather tent/teepee sort of thing.
They heard the stampede of cow feet outside, and an awful lot of mooing, when they noticed that tied up in the tent with them was Fezarico, the King!
Margery quickly ate through his bindings, when they realised unless they acted fast, they would all be caught and tied up, and nobody back home knew how to use a boat, so they'd never be rescued.
As they were all softly baaing to eachother, thinking that they'd completely failed, Jefferson had an idea!
Taking out his black paint, he painted all the sheep with black patches to make them look like cows.
For a few moments they practised 'moo'ing to themselves, hoping they could simply slip away, then they emerged from the tent, and wandered out with the rest of the cows.
It seemed to have worked! The King seemed to be taking lead, perhaps he knew where a boat was, so everyone followed him. But unfortunately, in Margery's glee, she accidently let out an almighty bleat, and all the cows turned to notice.
Quickly they were surrounded! The cows came around the sheep and looked around at each other. Suddenly the sheep realised the cows were as confused as the sheep were, and wondered what was going on.
Then, all the cows got down and bowed, and the Cow King appeared, walking towards them with some sort of gadget under his arm.
The Cow King waved, then sat down with the gadget in front of some strange box with a screen and turned it on. On the screen, a swordfighting computer game appeared.
The Cow King tried to hand the Sheep King a controller, and after some hesitation, took it and selected a character.
The Cow King and the Sheep King then played a few rounds of the game and really enjoyed themselves.
So after everything, all the cows wanted to do was play games, but because they didn't speak the same language they thought they'd just kidnapped him.
But from then on, the sheep and the cows met up often, and they formed an alliance and became the closest of friends.
Then, they all had a disco.
The end.