Another Story!?!?

Question

Okay, I want you to write me another story. The same rules apply. Write the words from the list in bold (or I won't consider you for Best Answer), they don't have to be in order, use each word ONLY ONCE each, have fun and be creative!!

Here are the words:

Airport
Bubblegum
Paintbrush
Rabbit
Hippopotamus
Rose
Backpack
Jail
Suspenders
Frog Legs

No crude jokes or remarks. Please and thank you!

Answer 1

one day i went to the AIRPORT and bought some BUBBLEGUM. Then i went on the plane and saw someone with a PAINTBRUSH. I asked them why they had it and they said because they had to paint a RABBIT for their niece's bitrthday. The person next to me was almost as big as a HIPPOPOTAMUS, and had a small BACKPACK with a ROSE hanging out. They told me the rose was for a relative in JAIL. The most disgusting thing i saw on the plane was a guy with a beard wearing SUSPENDERS and eating FROG LEGS. That is my story.....

Answer 2

Once upon a time in a land far far away there were two friends, a RABBIT called ROSE and a HIPPOPOTAMUS called BUBBLEGUM. The two friends decided to go on a trip overseas so they bought a BACKPACK each and headed off to the AIRPORT. On the way they decided to pick up a little extra money by painting the local JAIL, so they bought a PAINTBRUSH each and went to it. Just as they were about to finish the painting one of the wardens appeared wearing a mini skirt and SUSPENDERS and said to the friends, my wife just told me I have FROG LEGS, what do you guys think?. The friends dropped their painting equipment, ran for their lives and jumped on the next plane to Australia where strange things like that dont happen..... (??)......The End.. :-)

Answer 3

So there I was, less than two hours out of jail, with backback and luggage, slogging along the hot Georgia asphalt with bubblegum stuck on the bottom of my right shoe, on the way to the airport. If I'd had a paintbrush I'd have illustrated the scene, drawn the hallucinations swimming through my brain, a rabbit gnawing at my heels, a hippopotamus head poking through my stomach flesh, a rose growing from my suspenders, as heat exhaustion consumed me. I was determined to get out of town for good but I had no taxicab money, only an airline ticket, and I was running out of strength. Mushy spaghetti arms, heavy breathing, frog legs and sunken chest, I trudged onward. It is amazing that I ever made it back here to Portland! And now I vow to abide society's laws, to stay out of trouble forever more, and never to return to redneck country again!

Answer 4

Stealing is a crime. It does not matter if you are a pretty girl, in a satin dress, named (Rose), or if you wear (suspenders) and no shirt, and your name is Bubuh. People should never take things that do not belong to them regardless of their appearance, If you are a big guy with legs like a (hippopotamus) or a lanky fellow with (frog legs) it is still wrong. If you see a (backpack) just sitting there all alone, that does not make it yours. There is surely some sort of Identification inside. In fact, if you found one with a red lucky (rabbit) foot, an old (paintbrush), seven packs of (bubblegum), seventy-five straws, and a roll of duct tape at the (airport), It is mine. I was on my way to pick my sister up from (jail), and in my rush I left it behind. Please do not take it!