My Cranium
Competitive Growing Pains • A Fishing Tale
Three Line Conversations
Competitive Growing Pains
“I’m exhausted. You win. You’re the tallest.”
“2000 feet, 1 inch, baby!”
“You know, if you drop a coconut from up here, it will probably kill someone.”
Song Parody
My Cranium
A song parody of Titanium by David Guetta (featuring Sia)
Play the video at the end of the story and sing along!
You knocked me down
And I can’t hear a thing you say
Ref’s talking now, it sounds like mush
I’m quite surprised, but all your words are faraway
You say, “stay down,” but I get up
I get confused, in interviews
What’d you say, what’d you say?
I’m okay, just get away
Birds of prey, birds of prey
You knock me down, I take a fall
I hit my cranium
You knock me down, I start to sprawl
I hit my cranium
Big letdown
‘Cause it’s you who is standing up tall
Worn-out boxing gloves
Take your choice, hooks and jabs may break my bones
I’m dancing ‘round your uppercut
Something to prove, nothing to lose
All hearsay, all hearsay
Rope-a-dope, you take your aim
Swing away, swing away
You knock me down, I take a fall
I hit my cranium
You knock me down, like a rag doll
I hit my cranium
I hit my cranium
I hit my cranium
Swinging wild, rabbit punch
Firing away, hoping to stun
Swinging wild, nearly out of gas
You knock me down, I take a fall
I hit my cranium
You knock me down, I start to sprawl
I hit my cranium
You knock me down, like a rag doll
I hit my cranium
You knock me down, an epic brawl
I hit my cranium
I hit my cranium
Stock Photo Stories
A Fishing Tale
Mason was surprised when Nathan asked him to go fishing with him. He always went with Logan. They were the same age, and they did almost everything together. But Mason didn’t ask questions; he just said yes.
That night, Mason set his alarm. Nathan told him you have to get to the lake before the sun comes up. That’s when the fish are hungry, he said.
Morning came, and Mason looked out his bedroom window. Nathan was sitting on his bike with his fishing gear strapped to the back of it. Mason grabbed his fishing pole and ran out the back door. He grabbed his bike and met Nathan out front.
“You ready?” Nathan asked.
“Yup,” Mason replied.
“I caught a bunch of nightcrawlers last night. They make great bait for using bobbers.”
“Cool,” Mason said and then yawned.
The boys rode their bikes down to Smithfield Lake and arrived just as the sun was coming up.
“Here, put this worm on your hook. Poke it a couple of times so it won’t slip off.”
Mason did as he was told.
“How come you aren’t fishing with Logan?” Mason asked.
“Well, he kept telling this story about a fish in the lake that was so strong it would pull kids in and eat them.”
“You think he was making it up?”
“I did. Until he disappeared.”
Stock Photo Stories give you the real stories behind the photos—that I might have made up.
Happy Monday. Thanks for reading and responding. You make it fun.
Mark
Monday Morning Mark • 194
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The fish story! Damned cute, if you ask me. I recognized the competitive palms. We have a couple here across the street in a dead heat. Right next to a towering redwood. Such a bizarre combination. Cranium is hilarious. It must take you DAYS to write new lyrics. You always crack me up, Starlin.
“You think he was making it up?”
“I did. Until he disappeared.”
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Thanks for today’s stories Mark! I