Three Word Story

[2tone]

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into

[Recon99]

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom

[MrDDT]

one hand on

[Phatkat]

had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom
one hand on
his giant sword

[xyberviri]

and the other

[MrDDT]

on his mom's

[darkbladed]

woven grass basket