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Writing Promt 4/12-19/10

Posted by Sharu - April 13th, 2011


---my technology is a Mary Poppins-like bag, that is highly collapsible, has an enormous capacity, and condenses the objects inside it. can be on a key-chain or ring or whatever. It is called the Pock-It.---

Mary's tiny purple Pock-It hung on a pink lanyard around her neck alongside her blue, green, yellow, orange, and red Pock-Its.
"God, Mary, why do you have so many Pock-Its?" asked one of her friends, who had a black, ring-model Pack-It on her index finger, and pointed towards the lanyard.
"Well," Mary started, "I just, you know, think they look great on me! Plus I've got them color coded for each of my classes! The red one is for math, the orange one is for history, the yellow one is for-"
"But why don't you just get a newer model? You know the newer ones can self organize! I heard that soon they'll be, like, able to pock twice as much." interrupted her friend.
"- and the purple one is for all my extra things. " finished Mary, only half listening. "Oh my god, Stephanie, why don't you understand? I need them to be orderly, and my rainbow will obviously make me look like an even more beautiful person, if that were possible."
Stephanie looked at her friend skeptically. "You didn't hear a word I said, did you?"
"Huh?" asked Mary, taking out her makeup and a mirror that she had taken out of the purple Pock-It.
Stephanie sighed. Although Mary was a good friend when it came down to it, she certainly wasn't the brightest.
"Ooh, ooh, guess what?" said Mary excitedly as she put her mirror and makeup kit back into her Pock-It. As Stephanie started ask 'what,' Mary interrupted and continued talking. It was ok, Stephanie was used to it.
"So Peter was being so annoying when I got home after school. He was like, 'Ew Mary, why are you so obsessed with your looks? All that makeup makes you look like a slut."
"No!" interjected Stephanie, who knew first hand how rude Mary's little brother could be.
"I know, right?" Mary continued. "So, to get him back, I stole his little pet hamster. God, the little twerp must be flipping right now! That thing's his only friend."
Stephanie laughed. "So where'd you hide it, in the attic?"
"Psh, why would I do that? That place is so dusty, and I can't have any dust on my cloths, ugh. Naw, I just Pocked it. I've actually got him with me."
Stephanie had stopped laughing. "You pocked his hamster?"
"Yeah, so?" Mary replied, taking the first bite into her ham sandwich.
"Animals don't pock, Mary." said Stephanie, leaning across the table towards her friend. "Didn't you read the instructions?"
"Of course not, nobody has time for those stupid things." Mary said through a mouthful of bread and meat. After swallowing she paused. "Wait WHAT?"
"Mary, animals don't pock!"
The table fell silent as Mary reached into her purple pocket and dropped a dead hamster on the table. Stephanie looked up from the limp rodent's body to meet Mary's eyes. Two words came out of their mouths in unison.
"Oh crap."


Comments

well i didn't read any of that can't u summerize?