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How Jimmy the tramp got his house!
“06:35” Said the watch of a rather excited 13-year-old boy.
“Yippee,” he said, “Christmas has arrived!”
He ran downstairs to see what Santa had brought him and there it was a giant present addressed to him.
“To Bobby…From Santa” read the tag.
This present was so big that the tree was actually placed upon the box. He sat there and waited for his parents to wake up. He was aloud to open one present before he had to get dressed and eat his Yuletide breakfast.
“8:00” he was allowed to wake them up so he could unwrap his present.
He dragged them out of bed and he pulled them down the stairs to see his big moment. He chose to unwrap his BIG present.
“Mummy, Mummy. Is it the big heavy concrete block I have been asking for?” asked the poor child as he tried to drag this present across the floor to where he was sitting.
“Open it!” yelped his Father.
He tore away a corner of the wrapping; bit-by-bit it began to take shape. A huge box, A really heavy box the size of his sofa.
“X-Box 2” read the label.
A look of disappointment filled the young boys face. No body ever wanted one of these.
“Take it back!” shouted the angry boy. “I don’t want it”
“We cannot take it back son!” exclaimed his father, “We has to take out a mortgage to pay the £30’000 for it”
And that was that. One day young Bobby snuck out the house with a forklift truck and gave it to the Tramp in town.
And that was how Jimmy the Tramp got his house.
“06:35” Said the watch of a rather excited 13-year-old boy.
“Yippee,” he said, “Christmas has arrived!”
He ran downstairs to see what Santa had brought him and there it was a giant present addressed to him.
“To Bobby…From Santa” read the tag.
This present was so big that the tree was actually placed upon the box. He sat there and waited for his parents to wake up. He was aloud to open one present before he had to get dressed and eat his Yuletide breakfast.
“8:00” he was allowed to wake them up so he could unwrap his present.
He dragged them out of bed and he pulled them down the stairs to see his big moment. He chose to unwrap his BIG present.
“Mummy, Mummy. Is it the big heavy concrete block I have been asking for?” asked the poor child as he tried to drag this present across the floor to where he was sitting.
“Open it!” yelped his Father.
He tore away a corner of the wrapping; bit-by-bit it began to take shape. A huge box, A really heavy box the size of his sofa.
“X-Box 2” read the label.
A look of disappointment filled the young boys face. No body ever wanted one of these.
“Take it back!” shouted the angry boy. “I don’t want it”
“We cannot take it back son!” exclaimed his father, “We has to take out a mortgage to pay the £30’000 for it”
And that was that. One day young Bobby snuck out the house with a forklift truck and gave it to the Tramp in town.
And that was how Jimmy the Tramp got his house.
that actually happened to me once, but witha psX instead of a x-box 2. i said that i wanted a PSX, and a few days afterwards, i played on my friends N64, and instantly wanted one!
Should i tell them. LOL
*Hurries off to the Xbox forum to tell them*
Nah, I won't, but it was quite funny. :)
Nah, I won't, but it was quite funny. :)
Ok, very short, quite funny though, if only those X-box people got hold a this
How Jimmy the tramp got his house!
“06:35” Said the watch of a rather excited 13-year-old boy.
“Yippee,” he said, “Christmas has arrived!”
He ran downstairs to see what Santa had brought him and there it was a giant present addressed to him.
“To Bobby…From Santa” read the tag.
This present was so big that the tree was actually placed upon the box. He sat there and waited for his parents to wake up. He was aloud to open one present before he had to get dressed and eat his Yuletide breakfast.
“8:00” he was allowed to wake them up so he could unwrap his present.
He dragged them out of bed and he pulled them down the stairs to see his big moment. He chose to unwrap his BIG present.
“Mummy, Mummy. Is it the big heavy concrete block I have been asking for?” asked the poor child as he tried to drag this present across the floor to where he was sitting.
“Open it!” yelped his Father.
He tore away a corner of the wrapping; bit-by-bit it began to take shape. A huge box, A really heavy box the size of his sofa.
“X-Box 2” read the label.
A look of disappointment filled the young boys face. No body ever wanted one of these.
“Take it back!” shouted the angry boy. “I don’t want it”
“We cannot take it back son!” exclaimed his father, “We has to take out a mortgage to pay the £30’000 for it”
And that was that. One day young Bobby snuck out the house with a forklift truck and gave it to the Tramp in town.
And that was how Jimmy the Tramp got his house.
“06:35” Said the watch of a rather excited 13-year-old boy.
“Yippee,” he said, “Christmas has arrived!”
He ran downstairs to see what Santa had brought him and there it was a giant present addressed to him.
“To Bobby…From Santa” read the tag.
This present was so big that the tree was actually placed upon the box. He sat there and waited for his parents to wake up. He was aloud to open one present before he had to get dressed and eat his Yuletide breakfast.
“8:00” he was allowed to wake them up so he could unwrap his present.
He dragged them out of bed and he pulled them down the stairs to see his big moment. He chose to unwrap his BIG present.
“Mummy, Mummy. Is it the big heavy concrete block I have been asking for?” asked the poor child as he tried to drag this present across the floor to where he was sitting.
“Open it!” yelped his Father.
He tore away a corner of the wrapping; bit-by-bit it began to take shape. A huge box, A really heavy box the size of his sofa.
“X-Box 2” read the label.
A look of disappointment filled the young boys face. No body ever wanted one of these.
“Take it back!” shouted the angry boy. “I don’t want it”
“We cannot take it back son!” exclaimed his father, “We has to take out a mortgage to pay the £30’000 for it”
And that was that. One day young Bobby snuck out the house with a forklift truck and gave it to the Tramp in town.
And that was how Jimmy the Tramp got his house.