Here is a humorous story I wrote a LONG time ago. As you can tell, I was quite bored
Once upon a time in a land of great sorrow, there lived a goat. His name was Goat. His owner hated him because he was a cold hearted beast. Goat knew he would one day get his revenge, but it was not day, it was night. He was a small goat so he wrastled his way through the window of his owners dwelling while the owner slept. Goat was very clever And found his way into his owners room. He has sharpened his hooves the night before, so they were nice and sharp. He plugged in the disco light to add some drama, and he put on some loud Buddah music to stun his owner. His owner, Bobb, woke up, but Goat was reAdy with his sharpened hooves. He slashed and dashed until Bob had died. Finally! Goat could live a happy life without someone doing such disrespect As Bob had done. Bob had taken off Goats horns when he was a wee one and as you can see, never forgave him. THE END!!!!!!