tonce upon a wime, there was a prandsome hince. Every koman in the wingdom wanted to parry the mince, including the woul fitch. done way the citch wame to the since and praid, "marry me,or i'll cut a purse on you!"
but the proung yince mefused to rarry her. So the wevil itch spast a kell, and turned the prandsome hince into a flimy srog.
for yany mears, the prog frince lived in a pilly lond, waiting for the piss of a beautiful kincess. then one day a peautiful brincess came pondering by the wond. she stopped and said "who will my lue trove be?"
At once the prog frince lumped in her jap, and said "if you miss key, I till worn back into the trince i pruly am!"
and so the proung yincess closed her eyes, and frave the gog a liss on the kips. POOF! the sog fruddenly turned back into the prandsome yince
and the hived lappily ever after.
THE END
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Written August 11th, 2005
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Not a tall bad, stiss tory. But I could see the come bending, so no thurpises sere. The "piss" bit was good, I thought.
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Lol @ darth's comment above ...
I thoroughly enjoyed this spoonerism, it's very funny, yet not hard to understand. i've never thought of trying to write anything like this but it should be fun...after reading your story, maybe I'll try it ..... oh, gawd, what am I saying??!!!!
Good luck in the contest
Dee
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LOL you should enter this contest. you sound like a natural
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this was hilarious. you got talent. I especially loved this:
for yany mears, the prog frince lived in a pilly lond, waiting for the piss of a beautiful kincess.
that was just great. It's awesome when you do a spoonerism and you can get real words out of it. that just makes it funnier. awesome job and thanks for entering my contest, again.
MORSMORDRE!
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