User blog comment:FreddieSeddieI'mReady/Your own creative, short StoryxD/@comment-4319470-20110825152353

Okay, here's a good one:

The story I am about to tell you is a very treasured tale passed down from my ancestors, and theirs before them.

Once upon a time, in a toilet not that far away:

A little yellow man named ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ was enjoying another yet another turd-filled day. He decided he would take Sally, his moldy pet donut, for a walk. About three hours later, he turned to go home, when he saw a giant..........(wait for it)........................MONSTROUS........................................................(drumroll)..............................................................................................(drrrrrrr).............................................chinchilla. But it was no ordinary chinchilla. This animal was so special, so MINDBOGGLINGLY SPECIAL. Because......it was from a place called The Happy Germ Farm. There was nothing special about that place. It was really special, because of something ABCDEFGHIJKMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ had yet to figure out. So he stared at the chinchilla. He stared at it HARD. And the chinchilla stared back with its fierce, evil, black eyes. It stared.................................................................................................................................................................................................................and stared..........................................................................................................And ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ stared back.............................................................................................................................................................and kept staring...............................................................................He almost could grasp the terrible secret that clung to this enigmatic chinchilla. If he could just stare it down...........................for a few more seconds.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................The seconds went by and turned into minutes, then into hours, then into days, then into weeks, then into months, then into years, then into decades, then into centuries, then into millenniums, when suddenly......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................an echo of Justin Bieber's voice could be heard coming from above the toilet. ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ looked up with dread, had a heart attack, and died.