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Showing posts with label Davshand Birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Davshand Birds. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 April 2012

M is for...(late)

Micracre Plants


The Micracre Plants are beautiful pink flowers that have a very thin, tall stem and are taller than us Zofbergians. They smell delicious, just like your human books and they attract Davshand birds as I mentioned before.

Inside these plants are big puddles of goo, kind of like treacle and inside are walnoots  walnuts, or as we call them Seftpods. I work in delivering those Seftpods to distant planets such as Kirjile (filled with terrifying Kirrs who have several bubble problems) and Earth.

On the way  to transporting them to Earth however I got hit by one of your stupid satellite things and ended up in the Amazon rainforest! I was not amused!

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Friday, 13 April 2012

L is for...

Larfacar Races!


Back on Zofberg we have lots of special events that happen every six months. One of them is the Larfacar races which take place in The Great Valley of the Larfs. The Larfacar races first came about in what you humans would call 876 B.C. and was founded by a great mind of our planet, Larfneig Lopythelg.

The Larfacar races involved racing a Larfacar (which looks like a human bubble with orbs on the bottom and a joystick to steer) around the Great Pits, trying to avoid being hit by the Davshand Birds which I have mentioned before. Not only do they make a horrible mess with their droppings their saliva is extremely acidic!

All together they are a brilliant family day out and I think they should also take place here on Earth!

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Tuesday, 17 January 2012

A Brief History of Time

Hello my little Earthling buddies! I hope you are all well!!

Anyway, down to more important things. I have been looking into these things you call books. I think my cousins were using them in that vidjo video thing I showed you. I saw it and was intrigued! I found out that they are made from a nice thin, smooth fluttery material that smells quite odd. Like a Micracre plant. A Micracre plant is a tall, pinkish plant that towers above the Zofbergians' heads. It attracts Davshand birds to it using it's delightful smell. Unfortunately the birds leave an awful mess which we clean up once every year. We call that day the Hurfuligray day after the Zofbergian who was killed after stumbling into the intoxicating mess.

Anyway back to the books. I found one stuffed inside a bin. I picked it up and looked at the title. It was called something like A Brief History of Time by a Manhumanbob called Steven Hawking. I read it. It bored me to tears. Believe me Zofbergian tears are worse than Earthling tears; they don't just leak out of our eyes, they come out of other places too, for instance our armpits and our nasal passages!

So I took a leaf out of my cousins' book (no pun intended) and ate it. I must admit it tasted delicious! I do not advise you humans eat them though, they may not go down very well with your stomach, like my cousins; unfortunately for them their mouths are too small to take on the delicacy known as a book! If you have any unwanted books please, let me know as they are very nutritious...as far as I can tell!!

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