tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62474192011-07-08T01:33:57.224+02:00This is a cool site. Honestly. No really I'm not just saying. No wait, don't go. Add it to your favorites. It'll get better I swear it will. What you want me to beg or something? Fine. I'm begging you. Please...... Ok that's all I can think to write now. Everything on this site is hereby copyrighted on behalf of it's owner, me. I, Josh Sutter, wrote this. If you steal it you will be in big trouble with your mommies and daddies, and criminal justice systems, and etc.Herchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08842115446646507104noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247419.post-3067460115608178122009-12-06T15:17:00.001+01:002009-12-06T15:17:54.499+01:00

welcome to my website...The History:click here for an alternate Historyprologue (unwritten)Big Bangs,Creation Myths,etc.Chapter 1 (unwritten)Dinosaurs,etc.Chapter 2 (unwritten)Birth of man,etc.Chapter 3 (unwritten)Dawn of civilization,the man in the shadows... (mennonite-0.1),etc.Chapter 4 (unwritten)the world of today,Monster Town,Bjørn Bjøneunge: (på norsk) (incomplete),high and away...(Wicca

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He were in the forestall alonecompletelyterrified.(click hereto knowhow)Never so alonehad hee'r been.Not inall hislife.In front of him,the bushes shook,with a terrificfrenziedrumble.And Bailybacked uptil his backhit a tree.His eyes widewif shock!And horror!He were going to dieand he knew it now.Knew it wif all his heart.Curse that accursednature girland her stupidhappy cat!Was what he thawt,but

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Wicca BoyA tentativeand 'venturousfirst chapteramongst manyhopeful others...and click here for yer prelude!Now Baily Jamesthe former countrynow city-boywas in the forrestfor the first time in hislife.And he weren'tquite surehe liked it.The trees around were massiveand it t'weren't quite like any otherplace he'd ever been.He'd heard talesfaint rumblingsof the thingsthat happenedin the forestwhere

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The Death of the East - (a haiku) ________________________Grinning munchkins cheerDancing circles all around meAs I slowly squish

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Bla Haven't done anything in a while have I? But Bjørn Bjørneunge is up and running and should increase in size on a daily basis: Have a look. Click here: HERE!!!

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--- The Translation (unfinished) Bjørn Bjørneunge og Øya av Alltid. Byorn Bearcub and the Isle of Allways. Av Joshua S. --- By Joshua S. prologen – å myse prologue - squinting Hallo, jeg heter Wendy og dette er min historie. Hello, my name's Wendy and this is my story. Den begynner i Lilletroll. Det er byen hvor jeg vokste opp. It begins in Littletroll. That's the town where

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.... mennonite chapter 1-pancake page 7 previously... page 1, page 2, page 3, page 4, page 5, page 6: She smiled, at the smell of pancake being cooked in the kitchen. She was about to leave the room when another window popped up on the screen. "wordofgod61291137abz: REPENT!!!" it read. She frowned and began typing back. ... MAYA HIT BACKSPACE, deleting the very bad words she had been

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mennonite chapter 1-pancake page 6 previously... page 1, page 2, page 3, page 4, page 5: She played the conversation over and over again, in search of the best way to broach the subject with me when the time came... which of course it never world. Still, she thought back to it. (Flashback time.) ... MAYA WATCHED THE COMPUTER SCREEN, as she sat in her wheelchair, and gradually changed

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---- TRANSLATION: click here: HERE!!! Bjørn Bjørneunge og Øya av Alltid. Av Joshua S. prologen – å myse Hallo, jeg heter Wendy og dette er min historie. Den begynner i Lilletroll. Det er byen hvor jeg vokste opp. Eller ... i det minste ... hvor jeg nesten gjørde det. I hvert fall, var det hjem. Jeg ble født der og jeg bodde der, lykkelig på en måte til dagen jeg bestemte meg å

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Wicca Boyup high and away... a preludeand anecdoteof origin...There once was a boy named Baily Jameswith sky blue hair and turquoise eyes.that always worea long green coatand orange sneaks,with little white wingson their sides.They called him James,and he walked with a limp,but he never let it stop him. He lived on a farm,and grew up quick. In tiny Taylor town.He’d earnt his limp, in an accident

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mennonite chapter 1-pancake page 5 previously... page 1, page 2, page 3, page 4: Name's Job Arthur Clark. Plain Mennonite (not the same as a Mormon. Look it up). Friend of Maya. Where's Maya? She's busy. You're stuck with me for now, but don't worry I know the story. I was there. What's that you say fiction? Nothing fictitious about it unfortunately. Everything described herein is the

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previously...checked my watch to see if if I was late, after slamming the door shut. 7:37 AM it read. Precisely two hours later, the house would be struck by a meteor and smashed flat.... Flat as a pancake. But I'm getting ahead of myself again. ...chapter 2 ... the q and the aHEY THERE.Name’s Job. Maya mention me yet? You hold on to those horses for a sec or two while I intake what’s been writ

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NOPE.Not a word about me. Alright I know what you’re thinking, or at least I know what I’d be thinking if I were you. You’re thinking “What happened to Maya? Who in the heck is this guy?” Or maybe you’re a little more liberal with the cussing words than I am. It’s ok if you are. I’m not judgemental type. "Honest injun," like my pappy says. Anywho, being the all around nice guy that I am, I’ll

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previously...I knew once, and I am not a forgetful person, but as I said before: the little things quickly flee from your mind, as the whole world goes up in flames around you.... I'm sorry. Again and again and again I jump ahead. It won't happen another time, be assured. I'll get on with it now... on with the telling of it.On... to the day of the apocalypse ...chapter one ... pancakeIT WAS THE

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THE MAN IN THE SHADOWS STOOD TALL,with his arms behind his back.He was motionless,like a confidentsmirking statue.Though Ben couldn't seethe man's eyesin the darkness,he felt themsearinginto him. ..."Hello,"said the man,his chin barely moving as he spoke."Tom, right?No no,that's not it.I'm sorry son.I seem to have forgotten your name."..."It's Ben, sir,"said Ben."Ben Franklin."...He shifted a

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A alltid - allways av - of B bjørn - bear (also Bjørn is a Norwegian name) bjørneunge - bearcub C D darlig - bad, poor --- darlige - refering to more than one bad thing (addition of e makes plural. keep that in mind in general) dette - this E eller - or engelsk - English å være --- er - is, are (present tense) F fordi G H hallo - hello å hete - to be called --- heter - present

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welcome to my website... The History: prologue (unwritten) Big Bang/Creation Myth, etc. Chapter 1 (unwritten) Dinosaurs, etc. Chapter 2 (unwritten) Birth of man, etc. Chapter 3 (unwritten) Dawn of civilization, etc. Chapter 4 (unwritten) the world of today, sometime in the 80s: the birth of Liz... spawner of TwIsTeD-AsUkA, etc. Chapter 5 (unwritten) modern goings on, 10/30/03: Bun

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