Monday, June 29, 2015

Thomas' Third 274th Story



1.         274.       Once upon a time, there were rockets.  They were evil rockets.  They wanted to fight each other.  They wanted a battle.  And there was a little rocket.  It was so little that a regular-sized person couldn’t fit inside it.  Only a very little person could fit inside the rocket – like a little boy.  A little could fit inside the little rocket.  The little rocket was a nice rocket.  It wanted to stop the battle. 
The little rocket flew to the space are where the evil rockets were.  But he was too little to stop them.  So the little rocket shot jam at the big rockets.  The big rockets got all jammed up.  And they couldn’t fly.  And they didn’t want to fight anymore because the jam tasted really good.
The End.


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