The Hospital Tales (like Canterbury Tales)

[smashbro]

OOC: Let me explain what I want to do with this:

In class right now, we are reading the Canterbury Tales. Geoffrey Chaucer wrote them (or began to write them, he died before finishing the book) about pilgrims from different walks of life all making a pilgrimage. Along the way they told random stories, which were either for fun, to have a moral, or whatever they wanted. I want to do the same here. It's a loose thing where you will just post a short story. It has to be shorter that one post long, but that shouldn't be a problem. I'll start an example here after I introduce the story.

The situation I'm using is people in a hospital for various reasons. Just post if you want to join in.



Dr. Richard I. Park was taking the night shift alone. He ordered 3 meals of Taco Bell for some reason, he felt hungry. Then he walked into the ward.

He looked around at the beds and saw many people with random injuries. It would be a long and boring night.

All of a sudden he was not so hungry. So he posed the challenge.


"Hey guys. I ordered out. I'll give my food to the best stories." People nodded in agreement. The hospital food sucked. "Let's see...One story about how you got your injury...and another about whatever you want. Injury stories first."

"Does it have to be true?" someone asked.

"Nah...Whatever you want, as long as it is good," Richard replied.
"So...who first?"

"I will," replied a person from the back. The man had short blond hair, fashioned into a small mohawk. He was athletic, and had brown eyes. He wheeled himself up front in his wheelchair. His right leg was broken.
"How'd you get that?"

"Alright. So I was competing in a dodecathon. It was a competition that involves unicycling, mini golf, diving, cardboard tube dueling, cheese rolling, bossaball, extreme ironing, giant pumpkin paddling, the 100 meter handstand, curling, speed stacking, and horseback riding.

I was on the extreme ironing leg, ironing a size XXXXL shirt while parasailing. Let me tell you, it was hard. But my glider accidentally caught a wind, which brought me to an island populated with people who only ate bananas. They treated me as hostile and threw peels at me when I asked for help. That night I hid in a cave, while eating a banana and had an idea. I used the peels to make a boat and used the large shirt for a sail.

I was able to make it away from that island, but then I came upon a peculiar place where the ground was completely made of springs. I bounced along, trying to find my way home, but found myself face to face with a bear. He walked on his front legs and knew how to use the springs. He jumped up to pounce on me, but I had no time to move. Instead I used the shirt to tangle him up, and so he could not attack me with his claws. So he tried to jump on me again, and I barely dodged. But the spring launched both of us up, and I flew back towards the race. I landed on the finish line, on my leg, so they thought I had won. THey took back the trophy later, but I had to go to the hospital for the leg. And thats all.



"Yeah...I don't have a comment for that. Anyone else wanna comment? or a story?"