By: ArmyBoy77One day Mitch had a body building contest. He was the strongest one of them all, but Joe, his best friend, was close behind him.
“Are you ready?” Mitch asked.
“Not really,” Joe said, “I forgot my lucky underwear!”
“You’ll do fine,” Mitch said as he walked behind the curtain.
“ARE YOU RREADY!?!” the announcer Paul said, “HERE ARE THIS
YEAR’S BODY BUILDERS!!”
“Wooo hooooo!!” the crowd cheered.
Mitch and Joe walked out giving their best poses. They were flexing as big as they could for the better points. They did amazing! There wasn’t one person sitting. After a half an hour of poses, it was time for the finale, the last pose.
Pop! Pop! Both of the body builders went down with a huge thud. The ripping pain of their cries were vibrating the ground.
“What happened?” Paul asked everyone as he looked at the body builders shoulders. “Look,” he screamed, “their shoulders are bleeding!! Get them to the hospital!”
They were rushed to the hospital in the city’s best ambulances.
The horns screaming, people crying even the body builders. The people of Pittsburg hoped that they would survive.
TWO WEEKS LATER
Mitch and Joe were fine. They survived everything except their jobs. While they were in the hospital, two replacements Jerry and Terry took their place as body builders. They were better at everything even their strength. Mitch and Joe were kicked out on to the streets eventually because they over stayed their welcome. They were on the streets because they literally lived in the gym. So they headed out for another job: Mitch and Joe’s second favorite… FOOTBALL.
TWO DAYS LATER
At Pittsburg stadium, Mitch tried out for wide receiver and Joe tried out for running back. They were great, the crowds’ favorite, and the coach was very impressed, but they still needed to be younger, twenty-five.
“Thirty-nine,” Mitch said.
“Forty-one,” Joe said.
“Get out get out! You guys are way too old, come back when you can actually play!!” Coach screamed.
Mitch and Joe, knowing that they had no talent, sadly walked away. All they had was their lives and the things they had in their pockets, so they walked in the cold fall days, about thirty-seven degrees, with nothing but a knife, a lighter, a piece of string, and a note from Joe’s mom saying not to forget his underwear for the show.
ONE DAY LATER
Mitch and Joe were desperately hungry. They could eat anything and the smell of the Pennsylvania hot dag stands wasn’t helping at all.
They had to get out of the city, find food or they would die! Suddenly in the distance a five dollar bill! It was enough for two hot dogs. Joe thought to himself, wow, maybe I don’t need my underwear.
After thinking they raced for it getting it before anyone else. They looked like the laughing stocks of the whole city. Finally they got to the bill. It was all wrinkly and wet, but it was still money. It was their ticket to survival.
Without even thinking they unwrapped it and sprinted for a stand. At the hot dog stand, they bought two nice warm dogs. After smelling the ketchup for twenty seconds, they gulped their dogs in a second.
TWENTY HOT DAG BURPS LATER
After Mitch and Joe laughed and almost burped their heads off, the burps became as stinky as ever and the crowd could not keep in their hatred. The crowd started a riot: they surrounded Mitch and Joe.
“You’ll never take me alive!” Joe said dramatically as Mitch headed toward the woods as fast as his legs could take him.
Joe started to run for his life, “I knew I should’ve brought my lucky underwear!”
ONE HOUR LATER
“I think -uhh huuuu- we lost them,” Mitch said out of breath.
Now they were in the middle of the woods. They could only hear their own breaths and the crickets chirping “chirp chirp.”
“Where- where- where are we? How are we going to live?” Joe whined.
“I don’t know. We’ll hunt, use our resources’ we will do anything and everything to survive,” answered Mitch.
“Hahahaha you sound like you’re in an adventure movie! Haha,” Joe laughed.
Mitch yelled, “This isn’t a laughing matter!! We wouldn’t even be out here if it wasn’t for your stupid underwear!”
“Hehe, you’re still doing it,” Joe laughed
“Ahhh just go get some firewood.” Mitch said.
TWO HOURS LATER
“Whoa,” Joe said, “carrying around all this firewood makes my shoulder hurt a lot! What did you do while I was gone?”
“Well, I found these fish.” Mitch happily cheered.
“Oo ooo ooo give me one!” Joe said as he grabbed the fish. “Ew, this fish is so gross!!
“Oh, well maybe that’s because they haven’t been cooked yet!!” Mitch yelled.
So they set up a fire, lit the warm comforting flame by the lighter and burning the note. Gutting
the fish with Mitch’s knife from his pocket was pretty tough because he’s never really gutted a fish before, but he did well for his first time. After that, they put the fish on a rock and put the large rock in the fire. As they sat there for a couple of minutes with the fish cooking, neither of them had spoken after the flames went up.“So,” Joe murmured, “how did you get the fish anyways?”
“Oh, I got them by the river. It turns out there is one right down the hill. I used the rope from your pocket. Sorry, but I was so hungry and I tied up a worm. Luckily I caught two.” Mitch said.
“Oh.” Joe said. “Oops! The fish are done!
The next morning Mitch and Joe woke up, the icy fall wind flowing down their backs-
Click, click –
“Whoa!” Joe said surprised. “What was that?”
“I-I- don’t know” Mitch said as they sat there and wondered
What it could be? In the distance they heard laughing.
“Kids! DARN!” They both said together.
“We have to change our names,” Mitch said.
“Why?” Joe asked.
“In case that happens again.”
“Oh, but what should we call ourselves?”
“Umm, I’ll be Porker because I’m always hungry, and you’ll be
Tree. We’ll be called the WILDMEN.”
“Why Tree?” Joe asked.
“Well because when you get scared, and that’s like half the time, you don’t move and stand like a tree.”
“HEYY!” Joe yelled. “That’s mean! But it’s so true”
Porker said, “Yeah but lets go get some chow.”
“Okay.”
So they walked down toward the river and started to fish. Porker grabbed his rope but was interrupted by the sound of the humming of the song… Barbie Girl.
“WOW, what is that!?” Porkers said.
“Um nothing it’s Barbie Girl,” Tree said.
Porkers gave him a dirty look.
“WHAT?” Tree asked. “It’s a classic.”
“Yeah, for girls!!” Porker said as he scooted away from him.
“Fine…. I’m a Barbie girl in a Barbie-”
“Don’t sing!”
So they went on fishing without a hum or even a chirp. Suddenly, “Whoa I caught one!” Porkers cheered. “Here comes dinner!”
“Me too,” Tree said moping around.
While they were fishing, they figured everything was fine but no, they were being watched.
“Hello, hello, hello, what have we here?”
“Mit- puu,” Porker wailed Tree in the stomach.
“Porkers and Tree. Why? Who are you?” Porkers asked.
“We’ll I’m a T.V. show host for Biggest Catch. My name is Donner,” Donner said.
“Oh, Well what are you doing here?” Tree asked.
“I heard about you guys on the news and thought I would help you out but instead I’ve seen something different. I think you guys would be great to star on my show. Would you like to?”
“Nahh-puu,” Tree got wailed again.
“Of course, we would love to.” Porkers said.
“Okay.” You’ll start Friday, okay?” Donner asked.
“Sure we’ll be there.” Tree said.
The host left satisfied and so were the WILDMEN.
THE END
