Zygomaticus Posted December 28, 2001 Share Posted December 28, 2001 i thought id share this story with you once a king lost his body guard in a war so he was looking for a new one so a number of fitness and strenght competitions were held and 2 of the many people emerged as equal champions so the king decides to choose the wiser of the two he asks them "what would you do if i was captured by the enemy" the 1st one relpies "your majesty i would fight my way through the enemy and rescue you if its the last thing i do" the 2nd one replies "i wouldnt bethere your majesty" the king says explain yourself when he says your majesty i am your body guard and its my duty to protect you, so if the enemy ever got a chance to capture you then they would have to kill me first" the king was impressed with the force in this man and chose him:D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DashRendar Posted December 28, 2001 Share Posted December 28, 2001 and the morale of this story is...? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zygomaticus Posted December 28, 2001 Author Share Posted December 28, 2001 there is no moral:D you just have to read and enjoy the short story read it to your kids as a bed time story! so remember it:D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DashRendar Posted December 28, 2001 Share Posted December 28, 2001 Dang I was so phyched up about a new story and now that there's no moral I can't tell it to my kids. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zygomaticus Posted December 28, 2001 Author Share Posted December 28, 2001 ok morals for the story brain is better than brawn think before you answer the king dang jus tbe grateful that i told you a story:D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DashRendar Posted December 28, 2001 Share Posted December 28, 2001 *Eyes get heavy, head starts to fall*nhmjb uuuy67hut Huh what was that o ya your story makes me sleepy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zygomaticus Posted December 28, 2001 Author Share Posted December 28, 2001 then its an ideal story to tell your kids during bed time Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Artoo Posted December 28, 2001 Share Posted December 28, 2001 If you want to tell stories I have a good short story poem obut the death of the raven by E. A. Poe's cat, but it could take up space. Reply if you want me to post it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Delphi's Clone Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 post it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Artoo Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 The End of the Raven by:E. A. Poe's Cat On a night quite unenchanting, when the rain was downward slanting, I awakened to the ranting of the man I catch mice for. Tipsy and a bit unshaven, in a tone I found quite craven, Poe was talking to a raven perched above the chamber door. "Raven's very tasty," thought I, as I tiptoed o'er the floor, "There is nothing I like more." Soft upon the rug I treaded, calm and careful as I headed Towards his roost atop the dreaded bust of pallas I deplore. While the bard and birdie chattered, I made sure that nothing clattered, Creaked, or snapped, or fell, or shattered, as I crossed the corridor; For his house is crammed with trinkets, curios and weird decor - Bric-a-brac and junk galore. Still the raven never fluttered, standing stock-still as he uttered, In a voice that shrieked and sputtered, his two cents' worth - "Nevermore." While this dirge the birdbrain kept up, oh, so silently I crept up, Then I crouched and quickly lept up, pouncing on the feathered bore. Soon he was a heap of plumage, and a little blood and gore Only this and not much more. "Oooo!" my pickled poet cried out, "Pussycat, it's time I dried out! Never sat I in my hideout talking to a bird before; How I've wallowed in self-pity, while my gallant, valiant kitty Put an end to that damn ditty", then I heard him start to snore. Back atop the door I clambered, eyed the statue I abhor, Jumped - and smashed it on the floor. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zygomaticus Posted December 29, 2001 Author Share Posted December 29, 2001 thats a good and a long poem i write poems too but very small ones Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Artoo Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 That's not long, the real poem called "The Raven", is like 4 times that long, but it is my favorite poem to read. I have a different insight every time I read it. On poetry here is a much smaller proverb that I've memorized. He who knows, and knows he knows, he is wise, follow him. He who knows, but knows not he knows, he is asleep, wake him. He who knows not, but knows not he knows not, he is a fool, shun him. He who knows not, and knows he knows not, he is a child, teach him. - Ancient Malay Proverb - Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jedi_Knight Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 lol that was quite funny krkrode Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zygomaticus Posted December 29, 2001 Author Share Posted December 29, 2001 finally one who appreciates my story Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Artoo Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 Don't get me wrong! I liked your story to krkode! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crazy_dog no.3 Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 I didn't get the story though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DashRendar Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 Well which one if you mean the first one...the second man was saying that he'd die before the King was captured.and the second one is a spinoff of Ethan Allan Poes' poem called "Nevermore" or something like that... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Artoo Posted December 29, 2001 Share Posted December 29, 2001 Edgar Allen Poe! The Raven! Don't you people have any proper skoolin. (Ethan Allen? Ain't the name of the guy who paints?) Stupid Jawa off computer now! I'm being invaded by Jawa's. One of which owns a dreamcast. (Hey skkoolin is spelt wrong! It aint even the proper nunciation, and theirs 2 k's in skoolin.) Stupid Jawa, you go squish now. (Ouch.): Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DashRendar Posted December 30, 2001 Share Posted December 30, 2001 hehehe I got the Allen part right well the only reason I know that is because my mom has the name of a certain woman in the poem (Artoo you should know what I'm talking about) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Artoo Posted December 30, 2001 Share Posted December 30, 2001 *Shameless plug* Join the Altus clan! I don't know the actual address just click the link on krkode's sig. *End Shameless Plug* The fair sweet lost love Lenore? Of whom he had, qouth the Raven, "Nevermore?" I'm working on getting another version of the raven. Maybe later on next week. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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