who can make a story with these words????

Question

words: camel, hill ,kiwifruite, mountain ,ricewine, truck goat`s milk, your keys ,motorcyclet, rawfish sports car, your wallet , climb,drink,drive,eat,lose,ridee . if u can plese send me ur story(thank u very much)

Answer 1

"Honey, can you take the camel up the hill, not up the mountain, and get some kiwifruite, ricewine, a truck goat's milk, a rawfish sports car and a motorcyclet? Don't forget your wallet and your keys. Don't drink, drive, eat, lose, or get rid of any of those things. What are you waiting for? Climb in and go!"

Answer 2

I road a camel as far up the hill as the poor animal could go. It was sweltering, and the sun was beating down of my neck. All I could think of was getting home, and drinking some cold goats milk that mom always kept on the farm. Boy, I sure was far from home now. I pat down my pants hoping for something to help me survive the day. There was a hard lump in my back pocket. Its your wallet. I must have grabbed it while trying to make my escape. Along the way I had managed to loose my own. I pull it out, and check its contents. Nothing too exciting. Some business cards, "Kyoto's Sushi" one reads. Ew, raw fish didn't sound very good to my already nauseous stomach. I kept looking. A few dollar bills, your keys. I was curious to what kind of car a tough guy like you would drive. I knew the keys didn't go to the motorcycle that you chased me on. They belonged to a Ford. I wondered if you drove a big intimidating truck. Perhaps you like to flaunt your wealth with a sports car. I guessed I would never find out, and which ever type of car it is, you will never get to drive it again. There was nothing of use in the wallet, so I threw it in the sand, and continued my climb. After several hours of trudging I stumbled upon civilization. There were some gruff old men sitting outside of a small diner, called The Kiwifruit Cafe. I always wondered if any of the inhabitants had ever tasted a Kiwi, or if they were just lusting after some tropical relief from the sweltering sun. I poked my head around the back of the Cafe, checking to make sure no-one was pursuing me. There was just a scraggily cook throwing out some rice wine, shooing away some hungry dogs. It seems I was finally rid of my captors.

Answer 3

the story of the camel from the hill

once upon a time, a camel ate a kiwifruit from the mountain. then he drunk truck goat's milk but got bored. he came upon another camel and said, "your wallet and your keys for the motorcyclet." and he drove it and past upon a rawfish sports car. it got so fast that it climbed to 420 miles per hour and got rid of its humps. he said to himself, "next time i will not eat and drive or i will lose everything."