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Digital Limit
October 23rd, 2005, 06:16 PM
Preferably funny and school appropriate.

I need something to tell for my Adv. Speech class tomorrow.

FATMAN
October 23rd, 2005, 06:27 PM
Preferably funny and school appropriate.

I need something to tell for my Adv. Speech class tomorrow.

my god man, are u that lazy?? Why cant u think of anything? WHY THE FUCK DO U ALWAYS ASK US! :confused:

Why not tell the time your penis got stuck in your zipper, that sure is funny :D


lol man I was just kidding, right now I have no good idea's I'll post if I get something :p

Digital Limit
October 23rd, 2005, 06:45 PM
I've been searching around for awhile. I can't find anything worth telling. Bleh, I'd hate to have to make something up.

Hitman
October 23rd, 2005, 07:11 PM
There once was a suicidal Canadian, he wanted to end his life so he decided to go out one night with his friends so that he could drink himself to death via alcohol poisoning. So he's out, drinking, drinking, drinking some more.. next thing you know it's the following morning, he woke up covered in blood.. apparently he didn't end his life, he only ended up loosing his manhood because he was raped in the ass.. The End.

Digital Limit
October 23rd, 2005, 07:14 PM
I'll tell that. Thanks. I'll even bring in pictures of ravaged anus.

Downfall
October 23rd, 2005, 07:33 PM
good god man cant you think of anything?

make up a person, tell a story of their life or something. use stories you have known of friends since you were kids and stories you have heard from parents, other old folk and add those to the story for later parts of the persons life. though depending on how detailed you get that could be much longer than 10 minites.

Digital Limit
October 23rd, 2005, 07:42 PM
I'd prefer to tell a story worth telling. On the note of stories I've heard, there really aren't any.

Digital Limit
October 23rd, 2005, 08:32 PM
I'm telling this story. Hopefully I don't suck as much as last time :p

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his faithful dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. As he reached the wall, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch, and the street that led to the gate made from pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far," the man said.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment, remembering all the years this dog remained loyal to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk he came to a plain dirt road, which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water? We have traveled far."
"Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and help yourself."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to his dog.
"There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome to share."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. We're just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best friends behind in exchange for material things."

SuperDavidGT
October 23rd, 2005, 09:11 PM
*Holds axe over head*

Say gestured one more time, I dare you

lol jk, its pretty good: two thumbs up

http://www.skphoton.com/albums/GA-Tech-Friends/james_thumbs_up.sized.jpg

Yian
October 23rd, 2005, 09:15 PM
Wow, that story got me really thinkin. So, when we seek for eternal peace, justice, or truth, we might forget why we seek them in the frist place. If that man abandoned his dog and walk into the golden gate, he was blinded by a promise to his desire instead of the true peace. Peace is not given, it is within you, and the moment you steer yourself away fromit, you are no longer pure, and becomes away from peace.

[edit] edited for typos.

SuperDavidGT
October 23rd, 2005, 09:20 PM
I interpreted it as a story of loyalty and honour to those who are true and loyal to you, to take what is tangible (the dog) over the immaterial (heaven)...

man, if me and yian got two different ideas out of it, it must be good.

Digital Limit
October 23rd, 2005, 09:22 PM
Thanks Yian; I'm stealing those words for a conclusion to the story :)

Downfall
October 23rd, 2005, 09:34 PM
well at least you learned you lesson about doing you own work.........


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Digital Limit
October 24th, 2005, 06:09 AM
I interpreted it as a story of loyalty and honour to those who are true and loyal to you, to take what is tangible (the dog) over the immaterial (heaven)...

man, if me and yian got two different ideas out of it, it must be good.


That conclusion is ironic, given the story notes at the end that one should value friends over material things.

I think you're getting material confused with tangible. Then again, I think those words are synonymous... bah, whatever :p

SuperDavidGT
October 24th, 2005, 07:06 AM
That conclusion is ironic, given the story notes at the end that one should value friends over material things.

I think you're getting material confused with tangible. Then again, I think those words are synonymous... bah, whatever :p

depends on how you see it. in the story, he stayed with his dog, which was tangible/material, over the intangible concept of heaven and its rewards.

i guess if you apply it to life, its saying honour your friends, they're real, and don't live your life trying to achieve rewards for which you have no real proof of genuinity... that is if you are forced to choose between the two.

Smapdey
October 24th, 2005, 07:14 AM
I think that the story is just for dog lovers. What about cats? How come he left his cat?

nineball16
October 24th, 2005, 07:15 AM
I interpreted it in that i'd rather go to hell

Downfall
October 24th, 2005, 09:15 AM
cats suck and are welcome in hell

Kain
October 24th, 2005, 09:21 AM
cats suck and are welcome in hell

Even Fatcats?

Digital Limit
October 24th, 2005, 09:25 AM
His cat didn't die, unlike Stormy's.

...

Too soon?

:rolleyes:

Kain
October 24th, 2005, 09:37 AM
His cat didn't die, unlike Stormy's.

...

Too soon?

:rolleyes:


Only time will tell