Firecracker
Boy Once upon a time there was a little boy. This little boy liked playing with firecrackers even though his loving mother always told him he would blow his fingers off if he kept playing with them. One day he gets the biggest firecrackers he has ever seen and decides to go blow something up with them that very day after school. Out in the lot down the street from the school he had gathered a small crowed of friends who also wanted to see something blown to pieces. The little boy had a problem though, he had nothing to blow up. Everyone looked and looked for something to blow up that afternoon, but all everyone could find were nails and a glass jar. Not to be discouraged, the little boy gathered up all the nails and packed them tightly around the firecracker in the glass jar. Everyone thought the little boy was doing a very fine job packing in the nails. They all walked over to the nearest grocery store and waited out front. The little boy ran inside, lit the firecracker, and ran outside again. Soon a loud explosion came from inside the store and all the children walked inside to see what had happened. Everyone was dead and so they all got candy bars and went to the park to play. Later the boy formed a radical faction of the Black Hand and has killed more than 1,000 innocent people. One time he accidentally blew his fingers off and his mother scolded him and told him she knew he would blow his fingers off. Everyone should listen to their mothers. |
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