Berild Stories

STORY 1 - WE RAN THROUGH THE TOWN ON FIRE
"So, this is a good, good story, yes. On a scale of 1 to 10, it is at least a 5. Also, that 5 is multiplied by 2. And on fire. Yes, it is so good it is 55 and on fire. Ha! I joke, I can do math, it's 10. On fire. Burning 10. Fzzzzzzzzzzz. That's the sound of fire."
"Anywhoose, so, the story, yes. Me and Percy, we was just young, about maybe 10. This 10, unlike the rating, was not on fire. *Yet.* We were talking about kid things--girls, hammers, antique glass disney figurines, the things you would be expecting--and we eventually both came to a topic about which we had a very debate-y debate; which of us would marry a girl. She was a pretty girl, named Shaunice. Only the most goodest of the two of us could be marrying her, and so, we decided to both dare each other to be manly."
"So, to do so, we coated ourselves in this oil my dadther had in his big, big large huge forge, which did a flame very, very well. We then lit a match at the same time, and set fire to both of us, and ran down the streets screaming! The bet was for who could go the longest without having to put the fire out. As you would be guessing, townsfolk shrieked and tried to put us out, but we had to dodge them! We even got the guards on us, ha ha ha ha!" *He slaps his knee, laughing.* "Anyways, after about maybe five minutes, I was the victor! Shaunice didn't want either of us, though; said we were crazy and should've asked which one she preferred!"
"We call that story 'We Ran Through The Town on Fire'. Percy made that name. He's very good with names, I would be saying!"