Sunday, July 1, 2007

2nd Monthly Crapshoot Short Story Contest

Okay...this is your 1st monthly winner of the Crapshoot Short Story Conest, Hot Katelin. I will be hosting the 2nd monthly contest. The topic of this story has to be a creative story about a journey to a foreign land. The story also needs to contain the words sunflower and rubiks cube. It has to be 247 words. I will judge by the creativivty and the amount of times you can make me smile. Good luck! may the best writer win. The winner will be awareded a 12 pack of their favorite beer. (I will not be drinking their beer I will let the winner drink it and do what they like with it) The stories need to be submitted by July 20th at 12 pm sharp. Good Luck!
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4 comments:

ol' tobias said...

My name’s Hunter, I’m a fire fighter and one of my passions is picking sunflowers in the meadow and giving them away to the most beautiful maidens in town. But enough about me, let me tell you about my journey.
I jumped onto a ship that was going about to find the fountain of youth, my nickname on the ship was Ponce Deleon. One night the waves were crashing among the ship making the deck slippery. I tried to grab onto anything I could but the strength of the waves were so unbearable and I lost my footing and fell into the deep dark water. Everything around me started to fade. The next thing I remember I was on a deserted island, an island that was foreign to me.
I decided to walk around for food and shelter but what I ended up finding was mind-boggling. A creature that had the shape of a Rubik’s cube but the unmistakable face of a pig. He became my companion from that day forward, his name was Griffin. Griffin and I would take walks on the beach, although we didn’t talk much because frankly he made this horrendous noise that I couldn’t bear. It sounded like “BBUUUUUUHHH”. On one of our nightly walks we found a trail, what the trail lead us to changed our lives completely. I’m no longer known as Hunter or Ponce Deleon. I am now King Babaham, ruler of all sasquatchs and Griffin…well he became dinner.

Grandpa Griff said...

In December I was chosen for the TV show Survivor. The only changes this season where the location, as usual, and what you could bring. They randomly picked your items this time. Although comical, I was disappointed to get a Rubik’s cube and some sunflower seeds. My experience started a little rough, it being in December and colder than a Chinese hooker with a squirrel skin hat. The area was loud, smelled like coffee, and there was a lot of competition for food and shelter. My shelter was mainly built out of cardboard boxes and banana peels. For one challenge we had to push carts full of black bags through speeding impalas, cougars, and mustangs. The winner received the immunity necklace, which was a fake gold chain with a jaguar hanging from it. The natives were the biggest problem because they were territorial. They kept saying “Youda don no bumba lifa! I like cream cheese!” I don’t know what they were saying but it sounded like they said cream cheese? The only water supply was contaminated, brown, and resembled peach tea. It didn’t taste like peach tea, it tasted like cow balls covered with creatine then topped with pencil shavings and a scoop of B.O. Well my experience on the show wasn’t that bad, I did meet extraordinary people and saw a man pierce his nipple with one of those miniature flag flagpoles. Yeah, now I can say that I was the winner of Survivor Downtown Jacksonville.

HotKatelin said...

Due to the lack of enthuisam and appearance the 2nd monthly winner is.... g is for griffin! I didnt want it to be this way....but you snoooze ( aka your not in town or you didnt write one) you lose! COngradualations!!!!!!!! we will have a ceramony later on today! when it is not just griffin and I sitting at the house!

Anonymous said...

Interesting to know.