After 6 hours of trudging throught the desert,

After 6 hours of trudging throught the desert, I finally came to the realization that there was no hope. This desert seemed endless and just as I was about to give up I saw a huge.

massive desert. It was huge! I was depressed that i would not have any live company, even if it was just a camel. I sat down in the shade of the cactus. I began to ponder about

how massive this place was. Dunes, as far as the eye could see, creating a stark brownish yellow contrast to the deep blue sky. It was so striking, I stared untill

my pants caught on fire because I had just been struck by lightning. I then proceeded to...

ohhh you knw(;

"The spamming of FoldingStory needs to be stopped! This looks like a job for..." DAH DAH DAH "The Troll Police!" Kaleil ran into a red telephone booth and ripped off his

cashmere sweater. Which he then folded beside the booth in a nice arrangement with his dress shoes. His Troll Police sense was tingling! Tracking down the WiFi with his antennas,

he found a pimply teen hunkered over the greasy keyboard of his laptop at McD's typing "ur mom 8 wurms. haha." The Trollinator's horned shadow fell on his screen just as he hit ret