Story photo challenge…

[Quantum12]

I took a nap with my little kittie,
After waking up I took such pity,

Over here and there, a flip and flop,
Omg I woke up to a mop,

It flipped all over the place,
I prayed he would win this race,

I went back to sleep not making a peep,
When I woke up he won and didn’t cheat…

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[IdeomotorPrisoner]

Keanu Kamakawiwo'ole Kauhane Kaʻanāʻanā, which translates to english as "a cool ocean breeze, a fearless eye in the spirit of black magic," was a surfer from Kaunakakai along the Kalohi Channel between The Kakahaia Nature Preserve and Kualapuu. 

One day, as he was surfing, he heard the voice of Madame Pele tell him, "You must make a pilgrimage to the island of Maui and bathe in the Sacred Pool of Puohokamoa. Further instructions await." 

The next day, he packed his ukulele and beer and started the journey. He had to get from Maloka'i to Maui across the Pailolo Channel. When he could drive no further, he parked his truck. At this point, he remembered all Hawaiian people could fly when on mystical quests. He flapped his arms, took flight, and crossed the Channel like a now graceful linebacker.

When he reached Maui, his arms were far too tired to fly anymore.  So he decided to rent the funniest and smallest mini bike possible for the rest of the trip.  

An hour later, he was there. He proceeded down to the sacred pool. 

The voice of Pele spoke again, "You will now battle Kanaloa on Red Hill upon Mt. Haleakala and return to Waihee-Waiehu with an ahi and mahi mahi." 

He wasn't one to question Madame Pele, for she bestowed all Hawaiians the ability to fly when on magical journeys. He proceeded to the next phase. . . 



next photo and lazy ending to story I lost interest in looking up Hawaiian things for.

[Quantum12]

I don’t know why my I was born with three fingers, cocked eyes a bump back and a pointed up nose.

First of all I can smell everything that crosses my silly path. Before I see I can smell. The only friend I have is the Venice Beach clown. We are both kinda stuck up. He’s in the air and my nose is everywhere.

I went to eat at Two Hand Franks in Santa Monica. They saw my hands and fed me a nub. They called me rub a dub nub with a stub. Their dogs are so long in that pub.

I saw double with my cocked eyes, staring at the prize was a pair of thighs. Her husband beat me all in time I never noticed she was wearing a ring.

This has been a really bad day, I should now go to the church to pray…

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