Hari wrestled Mitz, knocking him to the ground. Hari threw 51 water balloons on Mitz.
Hari said, "A new episode of WATER WARS has begun." The monkey scrambled past Hari. It dried off by scrubbing itself with the striped towel.
Mitz soon discovered something nobody had discovered before: The towel posessed a secret power that was vital to survival in the treacherous lands of the WATER WARS. Mitz took the PowerTowel 3000 with him to the battlefield (the neighborhood) . Mitz ambushed Hari with water-lasers from the mechanical, aqua-powered PowerTowel 3000. But Hari had a cold way of retaliating. He flushed out the power of polar balloons!! Polar balloons were balloons full of a deadly combination of snow (saved over months in your freezer), ice, and water. Hari nearly froze the P.T. 3000, but Mitz was too quick. He used his natural wilderness skills of tail-disarming(whacking the weapon out of the enemy's paws with the tail), and climbing. He fired water-lasers from his secret base in the tree. Then he turned himself into an agouti using the P.T. 3000.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
The Great Green Shark
There was a problem on the reef- a big green shark was eating everything in its way. So a coral grouper decided to put an end to this. He always teased great white sharks, but the fun ended when the green shark ate them all. He went swimming through the reef, when he saw immense clouds of small fish racing for their lives. Things had always been like this since the great green shark came, crowded and hard to find space for a little exploring.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
The wolf
The wolf trotted around in the snow. He was the leader, and if any wolf challenged him, the pack formed a circle around the fighters. First to fall, first to die. The pack was currently teasing an omega (wolves of the lowest rank in a pack.) wolf. They nipped and growled, occasionally even biting fiercely. The alpha(boss wolf) was fighting a wolf that challenged him. Charging in, the alpha pretended that he was attempting the old shoulder-but -really-the-throat trick, but at the last moment his jaws snapped shut on one of the offender's hind legs, breaking it. The opposing wolf faced him on three legs. The alpha repeated the trick and broke the other hind leg. The other wolf struggled to keep on all fours, but at last tumbled to the ground. Every wolf except the alpha instantly leaped on the bad guy and killed him.
The alpha was a black wolf.
The alpha was a black wolf.
Friday, April 22, 2005
The arctic tern
The arctic tern flew over the water, constantly morphing into a bird of the following:
1. White-tailed tropicbird
2. Puffin.
3. Osprey
4. Gull
At last the bird was restricted to one last choice: The Arctic Tern. It chose that, and zoomed away over the water.
There are several bird species I have chosen to write about; but I will only focus on an Arctic tern now.
The tern hovered over the water, then splashed into the water to catch a couple of fish and squid. Another tern saw our bird carrying the fish to its nest on the clifftop. Back at the roost, there was a lot of screeching, squawking, and snapping as the birds flew off on fishing trips, and came back to find thieves taking part of another's nest. It grew so noisy, the tern moved somewhere peaceful to build a nest, where there was plenty of food, and no one to steal it or share it with. The tern squawked and chased a storm petrel out of the nesting site. A few birds flew in, for they had nests too. Puffins, to be exact. One collapsed into squawks of laughter at the sight of the tern sitting there. The tern attacked the puffin, and there was an explosion of black feathers, wings beat the air, and the puffin collapsed onto the nest. A small thing hit the tern, and it fell asleep on the nest. When the tern woke up, it was perched in a big cage, and a boy opened the cage. The tern flew out the door, and perched in a tree. The tern soon found its way back to its nest among the naughty puffins. After stealing some untended, uneaten sand eels, The tern decided to have some fun. It flew around, looking for nests whose owners were out fishing. If he found one, he flew forward, picked up the nest, and dropped it in the water. He spied a rough-looking skua flying to the nest site. A very smelly battle took place. THE BATTLE OF THE POOP SHOTS!!!
1. White-tailed tropicbird
2. Puffin.
3. Osprey
4. Gull
At last the bird was restricted to one last choice: The Arctic Tern. It chose that, and zoomed away over the water.
There are several bird species I have chosen to write about; but I will only focus on an Arctic tern now.
The tern hovered over the water, then splashed into the water to catch a couple of fish and squid. Another tern saw our bird carrying the fish to its nest on the clifftop. Back at the roost, there was a lot of screeching, squawking, and snapping as the birds flew off on fishing trips, and came back to find thieves taking part of another's nest. It grew so noisy, the tern moved somewhere peaceful to build a nest, where there was plenty of food, and no one to steal it or share it with. The tern squawked and chased a storm petrel out of the nesting site. A few birds flew in, for they had nests too. Puffins, to be exact. One collapsed into squawks of laughter at the sight of the tern sitting there. The tern attacked the puffin, and there was an explosion of black feathers, wings beat the air, and the puffin collapsed onto the nest. A small thing hit the tern, and it fell asleep on the nest. When the tern woke up, it was perched in a big cage, and a boy opened the cage. The tern flew out the door, and perched in a tree. The tern soon found its way back to its nest among the naughty puffins. After stealing some untended, uneaten sand eels, The tern decided to have some fun. It flew around, looking for nests whose owners were out fishing. If he found one, he flew forward, picked up the nest, and dropped it in the water. He spied a rough-looking skua flying to the nest site. A very smelly battle took place. THE BATTLE OF THE POOP SHOTS!!!
Monday, April 11, 2005
Dinosaur - Acrostic poem
Deinonychus hunted in packs.
Ichthyosaurus lived in the sea.
Nothosaurus looked like meat-eater and plant eater.
Ouranosaurus had a sail to keep from overheating.
Supersaurus was huge.
Allosaurus lived in the jungle.
Utahraptor had switchblade knife like claws.
Raptors lived in packs.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
The fire-bellied toad
Once there was a boy who owned a fire-bellied toad who could talk. Only the boy knew he could talk.
The toad’s name was 4.
The story is about 4 and the boy.
One day 4 was swimming around in his tank, when he heard a knock on the glass. 4 clambered out of the water and said, “Yes?” The boy told 4 that he wanted to play with him. 4 hopped out of the boy’s hand and croaked, “Of course you can play with me! What game?” They played for a while, and then bounded outside to explore the backyard.
“Shush! A tasty garden spider’s scuttling this way,” chirped the toad. ZAP! The toad released a disk-shaped tongue and stuffed the spider in his mouth.
4 hopped down to the creek in the boy’s backyard. Then 4 circled around underwater. Finally the toad tired out and stirred up mud and dust clouds underwater.
The boy traveled to Asia and released the toad into the wild.
The toad explored the riverbank shallow water he was going to live in. The other fire-bellied toads had fights every Thursday. The fights were made of struggling to throw the other toad off. If some toads tried to attack on a non-Thursday, the toad would give them a light kick that would send them crashing away into deeper treacherous water. Thursdays had struggles all day long.
The toad’s name was 4.
The story is about 4 and the boy.
One day 4 was swimming around in his tank, when he heard a knock on the glass. 4 clambered out of the water and said, “Yes?” The boy told 4 that he wanted to play with him. 4 hopped out of the boy’s hand and croaked, “Of course you can play with me! What game?” They played for a while, and then bounded outside to explore the backyard.
“Shush! A tasty garden spider’s scuttling this way,” chirped the toad. ZAP! The toad released a disk-shaped tongue and stuffed the spider in his mouth.
4 hopped down to the creek in the boy’s backyard. Then 4 circled around underwater. Finally the toad tired out and stirred up mud and dust clouds underwater.
The boy traveled to Asia and released the toad into the wild.
The toad explored the riverbank shallow water he was going to live in. The other fire-bellied toads had fights every Thursday. The fights were made of struggling to throw the other toad off. If some toads tried to attack on a non-Thursday, the toad would give them a light kick that would send them crashing away into deeper treacherous water. Thursdays had struggles all day long.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
The story of a sea lamprey
A long time ago, a sea lamprey which lived in the open ocean stumbled on the reef. [Now, sea lampreys normally live out in the open sea. They suck blood from other animals, but this one preferred small fish.] The lamprey chased a bluegill longfin aruond in circles, but the longfin broke the circle and zipped for the cover of coral. The lamprey looked like an eel, but it had a circular mouth with rows of sharp teeth.
Friday, March 18, 2005
The Meerkats
A meerkat scampered out of a hole and chased a small rock dinosaur into the long grass where the colony's tunnel entrances ended. The meerkat's name was Snap. Snap disappeared into the grass, and he hunted through the grass for rock dinosaurs.
The Rock Dinosaurs
In Africa, there is an undiscovered [discovered only by me, Professor Hari Parasu] species of creature, called a rockosaur. They are small tiny tyrannosaurs made of rock. I will tell you a tale about one of these little-known creatures. This is the story:
One day a rockosaur, named Harry, scurried down out of the long grass and ran down a small ridge. His current location was in the midst of a series of meerkat tunnel entrances. He chose one and hopped in. Harry then scampered past a drowsy meerkat and zipped and zigzagged through the tunnels. He ended up somewhere at the west end of the labyrinth of tunnels and passages. Harry clambered up a tunnel, up further, and on until he bulleted upwards altogether. When he got out of the tunnels, he scrambled here and there, chasing other rockosaurs until a meerkat barked a warning.Then it charged toward Harry. Harry bolted, and scampered up the ridge and disappeared into the grass.
One day a rockosaur, named Harry, scurried down out of the long grass and ran down a small ridge. His current location was in the midst of a series of meerkat tunnel entrances. He chose one and hopped in. Harry then scampered past a drowsy meerkat and zipped and zigzagged through the tunnels. He ended up somewhere at the west end of the labyrinth of tunnels and passages. Harry clambered up a tunnel, up further, and on until he bulleted upwards altogether. When he got out of the tunnels, he scrambled here and there, chasing other rockosaurs until a meerkat barked a warning.Then it charged toward Harry. Harry bolted, and scampered up the ridge and disappeared into the grass.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Time Warp Episodes: Travel to the Eocene
Just get in, Hari told C.J. "We're bringing tons of videogames, remember?" They set the dial for a 100 million years and pressed the button. Suddenly, dinosaurs whizzed by outside. The time machine stopped. C.J opened the hatch and looked around. Hey, this is weird !" they said. They found some people and said they needed a million dollars. The people handed them some rocks and stones. Hari and C.J. tossed them aside, and said, "No, money." "Hoo haa hoo!" hooted the people. C.J. turned to Hari and said, "We went too far back in time. To the time of cavemen." The two scampered back to the time machine and pressed the E button.
"What's that E mean?"
The prehistoric Eocene period," replied Hari. They came into a totally weird spot, in a jungle! They wandered about, and once came upon a weasel-like creature, an Ailuravus , and it jumped on them in a burst of licking. C.J. inquired if they could take it home, as it appeared to like them.
Hari said not to, because they didn't know what it ate. He grabbed some oil palm tree fruit and tried it. "Yum! Good!" he said. He went back to the time machine and C.J. said, "Why did you eat that fruit?" Hari came out of the time machine. "I put the oil palm tree fruit in our snack storage. I just tried it to see if it tasted good." The boys ducked under a vine and scrambled into the forest. They collected a lot of Elaeis [oil palm] tree fruit. Then they went back to the time machine and put all the fruit away. A strange growl came from a nearby thicket.
"What's that E mean?"
The prehistoric Eocene period," replied Hari. They came into a totally weird spot, in a jungle! They wandered about, and once came upon a weasel-like creature, an Ailuravus , and it jumped on them in a burst of licking. C.J. inquired if they could take it home, as it appeared to like them.
Hari said not to, because they didn't know what it ate. He grabbed some oil palm tree fruit and tried it. "Yum! Good!" he said. He went back to the time machine and C.J. said, "Why did you eat that fruit?" Hari came out of the time machine. "I put the oil palm tree fruit in our snack storage. I just tried it to see if it tasted good." The boys ducked under a vine and scrambled into the forest. They collected a lot of Elaeis [oil palm] tree fruit. Then they went back to the time machine and put all the fruit away. A strange growl came from a nearby thicket.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
The Housecat
A rust-colored cat named Jake lounged in the trees. Suddenly, a flock of robins fluttered down and perched on his favorite tree! He hissed and scrambled up the tree trunk, and pounced on the nearest one. There was a scuffle of feathers and fur, a squawk, and a snarl. Jake tumbled from the tree and bolted. Feathers flew in a trail behind him. He hid in a tree and gobbled up his bird. I forgot to tell you that Jake was the type of domestic cat called a chameleon cat.
He leaped down and changed green to match the grass. He saw his rival, Tiger, another cat, prowling around at the corner. He crawled onto the road and flashed black. Tiger growled and sprang around. Too late. Jake leaped up and cuffed Tiger soundly, scratching off a handful of tan fur. Then he scratched Tiger on the face. Jake fled for no reason. Tiger scrambled after him. Jake hopped into the grass and turned green. Tiger scurried by, snarling. Slowly, Jake made it to his house. The door opened, and his owner, a kid named Tom Bricker let him in. Jake padded silently into his favorite room, which had two aquariums swarming with fish. Jake stalked grandly out of the house. Suddenly, Jake turned into a kind of cat called an Abyssinian. But Jake wasn't satisfied with Abyssinian colors.
He turned into a gray cat with black stripes and black rings along his tail.
He leaped down and changed green to match the grass. He saw his rival, Tiger, another cat, prowling around at the corner. He crawled onto the road and flashed black. Tiger growled and sprang around. Too late. Jake leaped up and cuffed Tiger soundly, scratching off a handful of tan fur. Then he scratched Tiger on the face. Jake fled for no reason. Tiger scrambled after him. Jake hopped into the grass and turned green. Tiger scurried by, snarling. Slowly, Jake made it to his house. The door opened, and his owner, a kid named Tom Bricker let him in. Jake padded silently into his favorite room, which had two aquariums swarming with fish. Jake stalked grandly out of the house. Suddenly, Jake turned into a kind of cat called an Abyssinian. But Jake wasn't satisfied with Abyssinian colors.
He turned into a gray cat with black stripes and black rings along his tail.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
The Lost World
The raptor snapped to the other one, "We'll be taking a shortcut rich in prey, so we won't have to hunt on the grounds." They split up and hours later, one returned with a compy, and the other returned with a rat. They snarled at each other and fought until one backed off into the jungle. The winner snapped up the rat and the compy, and scrambled away into the bushes.
Suddenly he heard the sound of something large crashing through the trees toward him. He scrambled for cover. Once in the bushes, he waited. A gigantic rex crashed through the trees and stopped where the raptor had eaten. He heard the rex growl and stumble back through the trees. The raptor leaped from his hiding place, and ran through the jungle, slashing vines as he went.
He heard a rustlin' and scufflin' noise from the shady bushes. Slash! Snap! He attacked a small compy.
Suddenly he heard the sound of something large crashing through the trees toward him. He scrambled for cover. Once in the bushes, he waited. A gigantic rex crashed through the trees and stopped where the raptor had eaten. He heard the rex growl and stumble back through the trees. The raptor leaped from his hiding place, and ran through the jungle, slashing vines as he went.
He heard a rustlin' and scufflin' noise from the shady bushes. Slash! Snap! He attacked a small compy.
Saturday, February 19, 2005
The World of Stripes
Introduction:
The Stripe planet, way deep in space, is beyond our reach. But I'll give you all the information I know.
Chapter 1
Stripes are small creatures, about the size of rats, with white stripes on their backs.
Chapter 2 Main Information
Stripes will strain themselves to catch bugs. Stripes eat small fish, bugs, and, infact, anything smaller than themselves. The larger nocturnal predators are always trying to catch stripes. But stripes run at high speeds of 250 miles per hour. They never get exhausted. They sometimes, but not commonly, turn and snap at the object of terror. This is what a stripe looks like
For basic information, stripes live in trees, small caves and burrows. The stripes are not quarrelsome with their own kind. Caroscots love eating stripes but they never catch them. Here is a caroscot:
Chapter 3 Scavenging
Stripes can swim. Normally they zoom through the underbrush and thicket at 250 miles per hour too, but they prefer to dive to escape hungry carascots. Carascots run at two miles per hour and their ambush isn't good either. In short, five million caroscots die each day. Stripes sneak through the bushes. They they scavenge off the carcass until nothing is left but bones. They they drop rocks on bones so they can eat the marrow inside. The bones make a good burrow, but they dig into the ground, snapping up worms as they go.
Chapter 4 Other peaceful animals
Larger animals graze on the leafy plains of planet stripe. Stripes eat the flies that pester the other creatures by climbing onto their backs and catching flies. Sometimes they hide on the plains from torkors. This is a torkor:
The stripes snap up tasty frogs near the river.
The End (for now)
The Stripe planet, way deep in space, is beyond our reach. But I'll give you all the information I know.
Chapter 1
Stripes are small creatures, about the size of rats, with white stripes on their backs.
Chapter 2 Main Information
Stripes will strain themselves to catch bugs. Stripes eat small fish, bugs, and, infact, anything smaller than themselves. The larger nocturnal predators are always trying to catch stripes. But stripes run at high speeds of 250 miles per hour. They never get exhausted. They sometimes, but not commonly, turn and snap at the object of terror. This is what a stripe looks like
For basic information, stripes live in trees, small caves and burrows. The stripes are not quarrelsome with their own kind. Caroscots love eating stripes but they never catch them. Here is a caroscot:
Chapter 3 Scavenging
Stripes can swim. Normally they zoom through the underbrush and thicket at 250 miles per hour too, but they prefer to dive to escape hungry carascots. Carascots run at two miles per hour and their ambush isn't good either. In short, five million caroscots die each day. Stripes sneak through the bushes. They they scavenge off the carcass until nothing is left but bones. They they drop rocks on bones so they can eat the marrow inside. The bones make a good burrow, but they dig into the ground, snapping up worms as they go.
Chapter 4 Other peaceful animals
Larger animals graze on the leafy plains of planet stripe. Stripes eat the flies that pester the other creatures by climbing onto their backs and catching flies. Sometimes they hide on the plains from torkors. This is a torkor:
The stripes snap up tasty frogs near the river.
The End (for now)
Monday, February 07, 2005
Hari & Mitz- Comic VII
Hari: Mitz, we should go outside.
Mitz: Ok.
Hari: ok, we'll go crashing across the lawn.
Crash! Swisssshhhh! Bonk! Doink!
Mitz: I told you this wasn't a good idea!
Hari: Well, all this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't thought of crashing across the lawn!
Mitz: MY IDEA? YOU thought about going outside and crashing across the lawn on a skateboard!
Hari: Wow, we must have been real aces to crash inside a trash can!
Mitz: TRASH CAN?
Hari: Mitz, don't start a bugscuffle like you do in all of our comics. It looks embarrassing and it's a bad example to people who read these things.
Mitz: I want to read Pernix.
Mitz: Ok.
Hari: ok, we'll go crashing across the lawn.
Crash! Swisssshhhh! Bonk! Doink!
Mitz: I told you this wasn't a good idea!
Hari: Well, all this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't thought of crashing across the lawn!
Mitz: MY IDEA? YOU thought about going outside and crashing across the lawn on a skateboard!
Hari: Wow, we must have been real aces to crash inside a trash can!
Mitz: TRASH CAN?
Hari: Mitz, don't start a bugscuffle like you do in all of our comics. It looks embarrassing and it's a bad example to people who read these things.
Mitz: I want to read Pernix.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
A Crab's Life in the Ocean
The red crab scuttled around the reef. He clamped down his claws on shrimp, worms, and prawn gobies. Suddenly, a loud "squirt!" sounded behind him. He wheeled around. A full-grown cuttlefish was squirting like mad as it headed toward him. SSSSHHHH!!!! He flung up sand into the cuttlefish's eyes. SQUIRT! It released billowing clouds of jet-black ink. Shiny, white, and sharp teeth chomped down on the blinded cuttle. A blacktip shark appeared from the fading ink! GRRRROOOWWWWWWWRRRRR! It tossed its prey about, tore it apart, and wolfed it down. Lucky for the crab, there was a cave nearby, for the crab had been watching. It stood at the entrance, pinching predators. Many fish swam by with the crab's claw mark on their sides.
A small orange coral goby fluttered by. They only stuck around large coral, but sometimes they swam down near caves. The crab scrambled into the back of the dark cave. Suddenly a large shark darted by, causing the small fish to crash into the cave. The next second, the crab had darted swiftly forward and eaten the small fish. He saw anything that was smaller than him as food, whereas anything bigger than him as predator. He watched as a large great white shark swam past him. He scuttered under a big plate coral. Presently, nothing happened, so he crawled out. His biggest predator, a white-spotted guitarfish, flapped toward him speedily. He shielded himself with his big pincers. The hungry fish bulleted nearer. Scrunch! He pinched the big fish. It snarled in pain.
A small orange coral goby fluttered by. They only stuck around large coral, but sometimes they swam down near caves. The crab scrambled into the back of the dark cave. Suddenly a large shark darted by, causing the small fish to crash into the cave. The next second, the crab had darted swiftly forward and eaten the small fish. He saw anything that was smaller than him as food, whereas anything bigger than him as predator. He watched as a large great white shark swam past him. He scuttered under a big plate coral. Presently, nothing happened, so he crawled out. His biggest predator, a white-spotted guitarfish, flapped toward him speedily. He shielded himself with his big pincers. The hungry fish bulleted nearer. Scrunch! He pinched the big fish. It snarled in pain.
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Jellyfish Story
One day, I swam along the coral reef. I was a jellyfish. A painted frogfish was luring the small fish, but I ate the painted frogfish that caused all the commotion. A blacktip reef shark swam too close. Immediately I let loose a blinding shock of electric charge. RROOOAARRRWWW!!! The shark let out a sharp bark and a furious roar. I took off through the water lightning quick. The silver sprat fish tried to see what it would be like to be lunch for me. So I ate every fish that would try to go into my vicinity. AAAAAAHHH!!!!! TIGER SHARK! Bark! Snap! Tiger sharks eat jellyfish. BLAAAZZZZZTTTT!!!! I shot out my tentacles and stung the shark. The shark’s slipstream swept me away. I traveled to the other side of the reef. Coral Grouper darted here and there, snapping up snails, worms, and smaller fish.
Hari & Mitz-Comic 6
Hari:Mitz, don't you want a toy?
Mitz: YES! I want a gameboy, but you peoples won't get me one!!!!!
Hari: That's because you've been getting N's for the last millenium.
Mitz: Slash! Bite!
Hari: Hey! Cut it out or I'll tell Dad to sell you to the monkey house!
Mitz: Ack! No! no! no! no!
Mitz: YES! I want a gameboy, but you peoples won't get me one!!!!!
Hari: That's because you've been getting N's for the last millenium.
Mitz: Slash! Bite!
Hari: Hey! Cut it out or I'll tell Dad to sell you to the monkey house!
Mitz: Ack! No! no! no! no!
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Hari @nd Mitz-Comic V
Hari:Mitz, get that cat outta here!
Mitz:You want the cat out, you get it out.
Hari:MITZ, I'M IN THE BATHROOM!
Mitz: Then how did you know there was a cat here?
Hari: Uh.....um...Darn! You didn't fall for it!
Mitz:That was a TRICK???
Hari:Yes.
Mitz: Well, I'll have to empty out something.
Mitz goes into the fish tank room and takes the tanks....
Hari:Mitz! You can't empty out the fishtanks!
Mitz: Who says I can't? It's a free country!
Mitz:You want the cat out, you get it out.
Hari:MITZ, I'M IN THE BATHROOM!
Mitz: Then how did you know there was a cat here?
Hari: Uh.....um...Darn! You didn't fall for it!
Mitz:That was a TRICK???
Hari:Yes.
Mitz: Well, I'll have to empty out something.
Mitz goes into the fish tank room and takes the tanks....
Hari:Mitz! You can't empty out the fishtanks!
Mitz: Who says I can't? It's a free country!
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Hari and Mitz-Comic IV
Hari: Mitz, Do you want to go to Seaworld?
Mitz: YES!
Hari: ok!
Mitz: I want to see the sharks!
Hari: We saw the sharks three times!
Mitz:SNARRRRLL!
Hari: Mitz, stop snarling! Uh-oh! Hey! You know what happened last time, don't you?
Both: Ayah! CHOMP! Bam! CRASH! Stomp! GRrrrrowwwrrrr!!
Hari:We'd better stop and go see the sharks.
Mitz:Oh boy!
Hari:Ok, here we go.
Mitz:Hey, we're at the dolphins! I WANT TO SEE THE SHARKS!
Hari:Ok, I'm willing you to go jump in the park's septic tank for mad, crazy monkeys!
Mitz: YES!
Hari: ok!
Mitz: I want to see the sharks!
Hari: We saw the sharks three times!
Mitz:SNARRRRLL!
Hari: Mitz, stop snarling! Uh-oh! Hey! You know what happened last time, don't you?
Both: Ayah! CHOMP! Bam! CRASH! Stomp! GRrrrrowwwrrrr!!
Hari:We'd better stop and go see the sharks.
Mitz:Oh boy!
Hari:Ok, here we go.
Mitz:Hey, we're at the dolphins! I WANT TO SEE THE SHARKS!
Hari:Ok, I'm willing you to go jump in the park's septic tank for mad, crazy monkeys!
Friday, January 21, 2005
Hari and Mitz-Comic 3
Hari:Mitz, let's get a basilisk lizard! We're all prepared for one.
Mitz: No, I want a Red Terror fish.
Hari: Mitz, we have 1 tank and 1 bowl. We have 18 fish in the house. I don't want to compete with that little poltergeist named Murari.
Mitz: Come on, we didn't sneak all the way here to get beaten up by each other.
Hari:WHAT? O.K, we'll go have a little talk outside.
Mitz: Okey-dokey!
Once outside, they start fighting....
Both:Ayah! RRRipp! Yeeehaaa! Crunch! PUNCH! BOING! KICK! BONK!
Mitz: If you had just listened, we would have never gotten into this, you rotten idiot!
Hari: If you had just listened, we would have never ended up here!!!
Police: What's going on here?
Hari and Mitz: Uh, ta-ta! YAAAHHH!!!!!
Police: Hey, come back here!
Mitz: No, I want a Red Terror fish.
Hari: Mitz, we have 1 tank and 1 bowl. We have 18 fish in the house. I don't want to compete with that little poltergeist named Murari.
Mitz: Come on, we didn't sneak all the way here to get beaten up by each other.
Hari:WHAT? O.K, we'll go have a little talk outside.
Mitz: Okey-dokey!
Once outside, they start fighting....
Both:Ayah! RRRipp! Yeeehaaa! Crunch! PUNCH! BOING! KICK! BONK!
Mitz: If you had just listened, we would have never gotten into this, you rotten idiot!
Hari: If you had just listened, we would have never ended up here!!!
Police: What's going on here?
Hari and Mitz: Uh, ta-ta! YAAAHHH!!!!!
Police: Hey, come back here!
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Birds
I am a hawk, flying over the plains of Africa. The shrike, my favorite food, is very common. They are small birds that make up the main part of my menu. I swept down and, SPLASHHHH!!! I dove and came back up gripping a slippery fish tight in my talons. Only 1 out of 5 hunts was successful that day. I usually succeed on all my hunts. Small wildcats make a meal too. I flew back to my perch in a tree and ate my catch. Not very filling...!!#!!?? A serval! Those are rare! Servals are cats. I swoop down and slash, peck, and hit with my wings until the serval is too tired to fight back. I fly back up and eat the serval. Then I go to sleep.
Night went on....SNARL! I woke up. My eyes spotted two figures of leopards fighting under the tree. Luckily they were fighting over a nighttime meal, not who got to eat me. I went back to sleep. My eyes opened in the morning. I spotted a sleeping fish in the pond near my tree. Food! I thought. But it was the usual boring catch. Mullet. I caught it anyway. Besides, mullets taste good. The pesky hyenas were whining and laughing at me in my tree. I got annoyed by that, so I threw the mullet down. Whine! Hahahah! SNAP! GROWL! CHOMP! I yelled, "Hey! Keep it down down there!"
I flapped off over the dusty plain. I saw small frogs, lizards, and mice warming up for another fight for survival. I sighed and continued flying over the dry grass. I heard a SCRATCH! SQUEAK! down below. I turned around and spied two mice having a fierce fight over territory. I swooped down and clamped both in my claws. Back in my tree, I had a great meal of two mice. The giraffe wanted some leaves from my tree. I said he could have some, and I flew away. I found another tree. "Herbivores..." I muttered. I went flying over the savannah, looking for a secretary bird to rob. I robbed one, but yuck! It had a tapeworm in it! [the food, I mean] I just threw the tapeworm into the water. "Filthy tapeworm! You're not going to infest other unsuspecting animals!!!!" I went flying over the water. I dove down to catch a fish, but GISSSSHHHHH! A hungry bull shark came shooting out of the water, snapping at my heels [sorry, tailfeathers]. ROOAAARRRR!!!!! It almost got me! Flap Flap! I got away. Squeak! GLOONK! Hey! Food! GOBBLE! CRUNCH! SMACK! Uh-oh! FIGHT! SQUAWK! Slash! Peck! EEEEEEAAAAWWWWKKK!!! My foe flew away, bleeding. That'll teach you to mess with an African harrier hawk!
Night went on....SNARL! I woke up. My eyes spotted two figures of leopards fighting under the tree. Luckily they were fighting over a nighttime meal, not who got to eat me. I went back to sleep. My eyes opened in the morning. I spotted a sleeping fish in the pond near my tree. Food! I thought. But it was the usual boring catch. Mullet. I caught it anyway. Besides, mullets taste good. The pesky hyenas were whining and laughing at me in my tree. I got annoyed by that, so I threw the mullet down. Whine! Hahahah! SNAP! GROWL! CHOMP! I yelled, "Hey! Keep it down down there!"
I flapped off over the dusty plain. I saw small frogs, lizards, and mice warming up for another fight for survival. I sighed and continued flying over the dry grass. I heard a SCRATCH! SQUEAK! down below. I turned around and spied two mice having a fierce fight over territory. I swooped down and clamped both in my claws. Back in my tree, I had a great meal of two mice. The giraffe wanted some leaves from my tree. I said he could have some, and I flew away. I found another tree. "Herbivores..." I muttered. I went flying over the savannah, looking for a secretary bird to rob. I robbed one, but yuck! It had a tapeworm in it! [the food, I mean] I just threw the tapeworm into the water. "Filthy tapeworm! You're not going to infest other unsuspecting animals!!!!" I went flying over the water. I dove down to catch a fish, but GISSSSHHHHH! A hungry bull shark came shooting out of the water, snapping at my heels [sorry, tailfeathers]. ROOAAARRRR!!!!! It almost got me! Flap Flap! I got away. Squeak! GLOONK! Hey! Food! GOBBLE! CRUNCH! SMACK! Uh-oh! FIGHT! SQUAWK! Slash! Peck! EEEEEEAAAAWWWWKKK!!! My foe flew away, bleeding. That'll teach you to mess with an African harrier hawk!
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