Okay, do you ever wonder about the day the dingo got bombed? Well here it is. I got bored and if this sucks just let me know. I'll do better next time! A note from k00lgirl1808: This is totally random and totally stupid put on by my little sister. I wish she had something better to do!
Here we go!
A group of snarling socs walked up to the dingo, cherry and homemade bombs ready to be lit, and launched. They must have been really bored to do such a stupid thing.
Well, they walked around the dingo, hoping they could get into a fight before they pulled off their little stunt. They were in some luck.
After several black eyes and broken ribs by Dallas Winston and Tim Shepard and co, the socs were ready to light their explosives. They soon found out they left all their lighter and matches at home.
They went around asking for a light for their smoke. Soon, some idiot gave them a match. They lit the cherry bombs, and threw them on top of the dingo. Screams could be heard from inside.
One guy named Two-bit stopped playing with the ants just to admire the " fire work display" put on by the socs.
" I didn't know it was Independence Day," said sandy, Soda's x-girl friend who came back from Florida just to watch the display, or says the author.
" I didn't know either," said an extremely stupid greasy girl named Angela Shepard.
" It's not you," Her brother, Tim, continue to call her something I got in trouble for saying, and then had to put a bar of soap in my mouth.
" Oh, then why are there fireworks?" Sandy asked.
" They aren't putting on a firework display. They are bombing the dingo," Tim yelled into Sandy's face.
The socs put their last explosives on the dingo, while a series of screams, shouts, oohs, and ahhs and sirens filled the air.
The police came, and arrested the socs, Tim, and Dallas and put them all in an asylum, and they all lived happily ever after.
The End