Thread: Tell me a story

Once apon a time, there lived a man named Charles Dawin. He died. The end.

Originally Posted by Paradox-db3

Once apon a February 12th 1809, there lived a man named Charles Dawin. He died. The end.

Fixed.

Charles Darwin took a nap, after a while he took a crap, he saw a bird way up in a tree, and replied to it hooray for me, he then spelled a million words, doing all this while still dropping his terds, Charles Darwin was a great man, but he eventually fell victim to his own divine plan.

He was sitting under a tree one day and a squirrel fell on his head -dead- as a result of natural selection. Darwin exclaimed "Eureka, I've found it!". Evolution was formed.

"So there I was, atop this mountain in central Africa, being chased by silver-back gorillas because I'd trespassed on their territory, when it hit me."

"The theory of evolution, brought on by the fact that these apes had evolved a social community and defined areas of territory? That you might just die because of your own stupidity, and that this would be a result of the principal theory of evolution?"

"No, it was actually a huge nut of some kind. It fell out of a tree above me and hit me square in the flat part at the top of my head, where my hair is thinning now. Knocked me right out."

"...Oh. So what about the silver-backed gorillas out for your blood?"

"Unbeknownst to me, I'd already passed the borders of their territory. I was found by a small tribe of Pygmies soon after nightfall. They were very nice, and offered me dinner, though I declined. They said he had died of natural causes. I believe the whole tribe fell deathly ill with dysentary that week, and quite a few perished. Thanks to my higher degree of evolution, I had the intelligence and presence of mind not to partake of the obviously diseased flesh."

"That sounds like a real adventure, Mr. Darwin."

"Yes, too bad I'm dead now, I'd lke to re-visit that tribe and thank them by giving them free copies of my now out-of-print books..."