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To: ckilmer

As the sun rose on a quiet Sunday morning, Sarah was busy making breakfast in her cozy kitchen. She hummed to herself as she cracked eggs into a bowl and stirred in some milk. Just as she was about to pour the mixture into a hot frying pan, she heard a strange noise coming from her cupboards.

She stopped what she was doing and listened carefully. The noise sounded like a faint giggling, and it seemed to be coming from the cupboard next to the fridge. Sarah was curious, but also a little scared. She had never heard anything like it before.

Slowly, she walked over to the cupboard and reached for the handle. She hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and opened the door. To her surprise, a group of small, green-skinned clowns tumbled out of the cupboard and onto the kitchen floor.

The clowns looked up at Sarah with wide, mischievous eyes. They were about the size of a small dog, and they had bright green noses and floppy red shoes. They were covered in a fine layer of glitter, and they carried tiny, comically oversized juggling pins.

Sarah gasped and took a step back. The clowns looked hostile and menacing, and she didn’t know what to do. She was about to run out of the kitchen when one of the clowns spoke up.

“Don’t be afraid, human,” the clown said in a high-pitched voice. “We come in peace. We are the Green Space Clowns, and we have come to your planet to spread joy and laughter.”

Sarah was confused. She didn’t understand why these clowns had invaded her kitchen, and she didn’t trust them. She decided to play along, hoping to find a way to get rid of them.

“That’s...nice,” Sarah said hesitantly. “But why did you choose my kitchen cupboards to hide in?”

The clowns looked at each other and giggled. “We like to hide in small, dark places,” one of them explained. “It makes us feel safe and cozy. Plus, we heard that your planet has the best food in the galaxy, and we wanted to try some.”

Sarah rolled her eyes. These clowns were clearly not the friendly, peaceful creatures they claimed to be. She decided to take matters into her own hands.

“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but you’re not welcome here,” Sarah said firmly. “I want you to leave my kitchen and my planet immediately.”

The clowns looked shocked and offended. They started to argue and plead with Sarah, but she was determined. She grabbed a broom from the corner of the kitchen and started to chase the clowns around the room.

The clowns were fast and agile, but Sarah was determined. She chased them out of the kitchen,

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31 posted on 12/09/2022 12:02:58 PM PST by Lazamataz (The firearms I own today, are the firearms I will die with. How I die will be up to them.)
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To: Lazamataz

That’s pretty good.

But having seen both prose and poetic green clowns—I prefer the poetic ones.

Why? Poetry rides the story more playfully. Easy enough to do. Just give the commands you commanded. But ask for poetry. Not prose. Maybe ask to write the poem in the form Dr. Seuss.

The Cat in the Hat
by Dr. Seuss
Dr. Seuss
Then our mother came in
And she said to us two,
“Did you have any fun?
Tell me. What did you do?”

And Sally and I did not
know what to say.
Should we tell her
The things that went on
there that day?

Well... what would YOU do
If your mother asked you?

.......

Look at me!
Look at me!
Look at me NOW!
It is fun to have fun
But you have
to know how.


34 posted on 12/09/2022 12:53:56 PM PST by ckilmer (q)
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To: Lazamataz

This spooks me a bit.
here’s the command:
tell about your game of golf at the golf course voice of donald trump
‘’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’
the response:

Well, let me tell you, it was a fantastic game of golf today at the best golf course in the world. I hit some incredible shots and made some amazing putts. I was feeling great, the energy was incredible, and I was in the zone.

I started off strong, hitting a few long drives down the fairway and making some great approach shots to the green. I was on fire, and I could feel the pressure from my opponents, but I didn’t let that get to me. I was focused and I was determined to win.

As the round went on, I continued to hit some amazing shots and make some incredible putts. I was putting on a clinic out there, and my opponents were struggling to keep up. I was in complete control, and I could see the frustration on their faces.

But despite their best efforts, they couldn’t catch me. I was too good, I was too strong, and I was too determined to let anyone stop me from winning. And in the end, I emerged victorious, as the greatest golfer in the world.

It was a truly incredible experience, and I will never forget it. I am the best golfer in the world, and there is no one who can compete with me. I am the king of the golf course, and no one can stop me from being the greatest. Believe me.


35 posted on 12/09/2022 2:15:43 PM PST by ckilmer (q)
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