Once upon a time….

When God created the world, he also created really chubby little flying babies.

These babies are very stubby and have tiny, tiny wings that constantly flutter without stopping.

These babies are either boys or girls, and they wear white diapers.

They create clouds by spinning them out of cotton and sugar, and they shape them into turtles, ducks and iPods.

When it's time for the sun to come up, they all shine flashlights onto it to make it bright, and put heating pads all around it to keep it warm.

When the moon and stars come up, they light matches and put them inside the stars to keep them bright and glowing.

They hold up candles behind the moon to keep it maintaining its warm glow. These (A/N: Who has a name for these guys???) babies deliver newborns to parents, not these storks. Storks are lazy and are couch potato's, so they aren't reliable.

When someone dies, they become a little flying baby and help to do everything.

When a flying baby becomes tired, usually after about 50 years, they will sit on a cloud to rest their little wings.

When they do so, they fall through the cloud and become a comet.

Then they become angels and go to Heaven to sing to God.

The End!

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This is just a little funny thought that came to me one day.

This is supposed to be strange and if you didn't like it, I would appreciate it if you didn't share that with the rest of us.

It does lower self-esteem, and I honestly don't like it. But if it is constructive criticism, it is welcome!

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