Flam 10

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· 26 Apr 2019

  

hi! 

today, in FLAM #10 

we have a special treat! 

my best friend timmy wrote a story for us! 

yay!#@ 
here it is!@#!@#!@# 

(yay!(YAY(YAYAYAY))) 

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"Luther, The Strong Mouse" 
by Timmy 

        Well, I think that it's only appropriate that I tell you about 
 myself before I write a story.  My name is Timothy.  I chose this name 
 tonight.  You see, I bumped my head and I can not for the life of me 
 remember a single thing about who I am.  So, I guess I have to start over. 
 The person who I used to be has really bad taste.  His room is a mess. 
 And he must have smelled like a potato.  Yuck. 

        _LUTHER: THE STORY OF THE STRONG, HAPPY MOUSE_ 

        Once upon a time, there was a very special mouse.  He had very 
 strong legs and was able to climb up 10 hills a day without getting tired. 
 All the other mice looked up to this mouse.  His name was Luther.  His 
 favorite color was brown, the best color around.  He ate lobster.  He wrote 
 in his diary sometimes, too. 

        "DEAR DIARY," he'd write.  "I LIKE BEING SO STRONG.  IT'S VERY NICE." 

        He would feel good each and every day of his life, until one day, 
 two weeks ago, a VERY large bird.. a CROW.. came to town.  The crowe was 
 MUCH stronger than the mouse, but the mouse was too self-confident to 
 notice. 

        "Hey Luther," said the crow, "I challenge you to a wing-wrestling 
 match." 

        "You will most certainly lose, Crow," Luther spouted out.  He 
 flexed his arms and showed all his muscles.  "oooooh!" all the mice said, 
 in awe. 

        "If I win, I get to EAT you, Luther!" The Crow cackled. 

        "I will not lose," Luther assured everyone. 

        "Okay, put your wing on the table and let's get to it!" the crow 
 demanded! 

        "Wait.  I don't have a wing!  I have arms and legs!" The mouse said. 

        "It looks like I automatically WIN!" The Crow declared, and ate up 
 ALL THE MICE EVERYWHERE.  HE ATE UP EVERY SINGLE MOUSE AND GOT VERY FAT BUT 
 HE WAS HAPPY. 

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YAY 

that was a wonderful story. 
i hope timmy writes again! 
he is my best friend! 
AYYAYAY 

goodbye!!@#