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His assistant, Marney, turned to him curiously, and wondered why he was so worried. "They can all swim, can't they?" she said."Just turn them lose and they'll all find high ground, eventually."
She wasn't nearly the animal lover to the extent of Carl, as you've probably already suspected.
"After all, they're big cats, and cat's are notoriously good swimmers."
It was Carl's turn to look at his assistant with a little more than surprise. He was aghast. How long had she been helping him on his experimental farm? Was it really a whole year? He thought he was hearing things, but she had been calling them kitty. "Marney," these aren't cats...they're sheep."
by Pat Lawson, Bosque Farms, NMThe hurricane had been roaring! Trees were falling, things were rolling down the street, garbage cans, lawn chairs, tree limbs!
The electricity had gone out hours ago. I was huddled in the dark and I was scared!
The storm continuted through the night.
In the morning, things were calm. All of the neighbors came out to see what damage there was.
There was a tree in my neigbor's bedroom, there was a tree on top of my car but no one had been hurt. That was the important thing.
The entire neighborhood gathered in my yard. We lit up the grill and cooked sausage, grilled bread and coffee.
This is what is important - not cars, or houses, but friends.
by Paula Williams, Pensacola, FLHis wife's gleaming face swiveled toward him on its oiled neck joint. "And you thought it would be so exotic to donate our bodies to science! To become the first fully metallic human beings on earth! Oh, if only I could go back to the days of wrinkles and sagging jowls! I feel so...artificial!"
Carl's bimetal lips jointed upwards into an obscene replica of a smile. "It seemed like a good idea when they told us how much we'd be paid--" His synthesized voice cut off abruptly as his titanium heart clanged against its iron cage.
While the salty tear slid down his wife's polished cheek, it left behind an infinitesimal streak of salt that would have to be removed immediately in order to prevent rusting.
by Laura T. Long, Ogden, UTWalking out of the room, he went downstairs to the kitchen. As he opened the refrigerator he pulled up his Dukes of Hazzard shirt and scratched his hairy beer belly. "Aw, c'mon! What happened to all my Bud Light?" He slammed the frigde and went outside to the brick house across the street. Knock Knock!
"Hey Carl, what do ya need?" Billy asked when he opened his front door.
"Got any booze?"
"Why sure. Remember I took all your Bud Light?"
"Oh, yeah. You hate the rain too. Let's go to your basement and drink till its over."
"Sounds like a plan to me!" Carl said excited. And with that Carl and Billy were going to like the rain season more often.
by Elizabeth Serna, Ogden, UT"No way!" Ricky protested. "You can't have run out of buckets already."
"Well, I did, and this one's almost full! We've got to go before it reaches the top!"
"Fine, you and your collections. I almost wish you'd stuck to antique pin cushions!"
by Alexandra Burton, Ogden, UT"Well, maybe if it floods the school, then we wont have school," Tom said enthusiasticly.
by Ethan Oja, Ogden, UT"Well if you get out and go now you will only have to swim back, not there and back," she said laughing as she finished the sentence.
"Ha ha ha, you're very funny. If you're so worried about how much exercise I get you can go," he said with an attitude but he was only joking around.
"Well, sorry for making a joke. I thought it was funny. Don't get so defensive," she replied with a grumpy but sad look on her face.
"I know you were just joking. I was joking too. Dang, calm down. But really I hope it stops raining sometime soon. "Its cramping up my schedule. Ha-ha," he said. As he spoke he saw her face light up again and he knew she was going to make another joke.
by Lynnette Hilton, Ogden, UT"I'm really getting sick of being in this house," Carl said with a sigh. He'd been trapped inside with his little 5 year old brother for far too long. They've played board games, watched movies, told stories, and even baked cupcakes, and Carl just didn't know how much more he could take.
Carl's little brother CJ looked out the window "Carl, Carl," he shouted, "it stopped raining can we go outside now? Can we? Can we? Pleeeeeease?"
"I would say yeah, little buddy, but now we have to wait until it dries up outside."
Carl thought to himself "Man, even when the rain goes away it still finds a way to mess up a kid's day."
Ashley Agins, Utah"You know it is your fault you don't have a girlfriend to cuddle with," said his brother Trey.
"Well we all can't have a fun relationship like you and Elli's," snapped Carl.
"You could still ask someone out," Trey pointed out, "Sure you may not get an amazingly beautiful girlfriend like the one I have but it's worth a try."
Carl became smug, "But you know what happened with the last one, she became too obssessive and well....you know."
"It's all about space."
"Space?" Carl asked.
Elizabeth Averett, Ogden, UT"Dude, just relax," says Steven from across the room in his favorite Lazy Boy recliner.
Carl looks away from the window and mumbles, "But I really want her to like me. I mean she is just so cool and down to earth and like total amazingly beautiful."
Steven sits up and says, "I'm pretty sure she likes you already man. She said yes didn't she?"
"Yeah, but still," Carl says as he slumps down onto the couch.
Steven leans back and says "Relax you have always been good with the girls."
"True, but she is different," Carl says under his breath as he peers back out the window.
Trey Stevenson, Ogden, UTHis wife shouted at him, "For goodness sake, Carl! You are by far two tents!"
Carolyn Ann Aish, Inglewood, New Zealand