Pipe

Once upon a time in Lyttelton, 1925, a man was walking down in centre of Lyttelton. He saw another man smoking a pipe. The man was sitting down and eating a pie, a mince pie to be precise. Then he noticed that everyone was smoking a pipe, and he felt left out, the odd one out.

Then he got an idea, he would order a pipe, so he walked to the general store to order a pipe. ” Hi, yes, I would like to order one pipe, please”. Then the worker said,” Okay”.

Two weeks of waiting and waiting. Then the pipe arrived at the general store. “IT’S HERE, IT’S HERE”, shouted the man.

When he took the pipe out of the box, he was shocked to see that it was smaller than the other pipes, but he did not care about it. Then he took a big breath into the pipe and…

“COUGH COUGH man that felt good”.

He was relaxing on the couch, reading the newspaper. An ad for his pipe was in the paper, but this pipe was bigger than his pipe. He looked back and forth at his pipe and the ad pipe “OH MY, I GOT SCAMED VERY GOODLY”

It did not have the mouthpiece that all the other ones had, so he stormed outside and he threw it away.

And then the pipe lay outside for 100 years, all the way to 2025. When the pipe was dug up by an archaeologist.

By Charlie