It was a day like any other. Harvey, the pizza delivery guy, was on his way to the beach where someone had placed a large order of pizzas. His car really stunk, and it was hot with all those pizzas. The smell just disgusted him anymore. Luckily, the beach wasn’t that far away, and he arrived there fairly quickly. However, when he arrived it seemed no one had any money to pay him. “Great!” Harvey thought. What a bunch of idiots. They were all starving, but apparently they were all broke. They pleaded with Harvey to give them the pizzas. “I can’t lose this job,” Harvey told them. Their pleading was pathetic, and Harvey couldn’t stand to listen to it anymore. So he took the stinky pizzas back to his car, muttering under his breath about how aggravating people are, especially when they’re so drunk. Hey, it’s just the life of a pizza delivery guy.

Jimmy Jackson was a seventeen year old high school student who worked part time at the local pizzeria. He was the night shift pizza guy for the small coastal town.

One evening he received a call for a pizza delivery to the houseboat that was docked at the marina. He hated going there at night because it was so deserted except for a few drunken sailors of questionable reputation. The road to the marina was long, dark and dreary; barely wide enough for one car to pass.

Jimmy was working the pizzeria alone that night because of the monthly town meeting. Hardly anyone ever ordered pizza on a meeting night; everyone was at the town hall. He made the pizza, locked up and reluctantly proceeded to his car, an old army jeep.

As he neared the marina, he noticed a bright glow over the water. He approached slowly fearing that the sailors might be up to something. His fears weren’t in vain, the houseboat was on fire. Fortunately, he had his cell phone with him and called 911 for help. Then he grabbed his fire extinguisher and ran down to houseboat to make sure the occupants were safe and started to put the fire out.

The meeting broke up and everyone went to the marina to help with the fire. Jimmy had it under control and the fire department finished up with the remaining details.

The following month, Jimmy didn’t work on the town meeting day; he was given a citation for his bravery.

Good luck it’s 254 words

Philzeb had just been transported to earth with his message of peace. His people wanted to exchange knowledge and resources and Philzeb was happy to be the new ambassador to Earth. Philzeb walked through the golden arches of the palace of the rulers of the new world. He wandered up to the counter and repeated his well rehearsed speech. “Greetings Earthlings. I am Philzeb of the planet Greedon and I bring you a message of peace from my people.” The earthling didn’t seem to understand Philzeb, it just looked back and forth between Philzeb and the big bright board with pictures and words. “Dude,” the earthling said, “do you want like fries or something?” Philzeb didn’t understand what this strange being was asking, so he took out his translator book and started to look through it when another earthling started talking. “Jimmy, what is the deal with the green guy? He is oozing something all over the floor,” she exclaimed. Jimmy looked the alien up and down and replied, “I think the dude wants some fries and you shouldn’t judge man, cause you pretty greasy yourself.” Philzeb began to believe he was lost and had not found the rulers of earth, but then the two earthlings began to yell and hit each other and Philzeb then knew that he had found the right place. With all the arguing and incoherent speeches, this must be parliament.

Good luck.

Huh? You mean choosing one word from each column and write 150 words each? Let’s see,

A pizza guy had just ran from the beach back to Pizza Hut, sweating and breathing hard. This pizza guy called James was having no money due to the gambling he’d did last week….

You continue it… I know it’s lame but you can’t just ask people to do your homework on the site. I know this example is a bit lame but ugh.. this is the only thing I can think of in a minute right now…

here’s an idea..

the prime minister of whatever is at mcdonalds and doesn’t have enough money to afford a burger because he’s raised taxes too high…

what u think?

an alien at mcdonald .. with no money !!

what ever shall it do ? =O