The best story ever story

This is the story that I wrote whilst Hannah was sad about her jobs and all I could think to do was write a story in a text document entitled, "The best story ever". I think you'll agree that this is far better than you can ever imagine. I'd like to credit Mr. T Morris & Mr. J Stokes for alot of the joke structure in this story.

Amazing story

Once upon a time, there was a knight in shining armour. Not a night, like the opposite of day. Don't be fooled, I mean night, with a k'. Not K-night, coz the K is silent. I know, silly. ANyway, so this knight was called Billy-Joel. He had been named after the popular singer. His family lived in Ohio, USA and he was raised as a cowboy on his dad's ranch.

He was an expert at lasooing cattle and his dad was very proud. But Billy-Joel had dreams far surpassing his dad's ones.
At night when it was quiet and all that could be heard was the sounds of owls and wild rabid dogs chasing
squirrels, Billy-Joelly-Pie would lie awake and dream of teaching children in the mornings adn then childminding for children in the afternoons. It wasn't so much the children that he dreamt about (in a good way), it was the un-equatible challenge that this dream posed.

He would have to say goodbye to the cows with their simple minds and big bulging udder0-bits, and he'd have to say goodbye to being able to control them with a flick of his lasoooo. He dreamt about chaos and confusion and stress. Because Billy-Joel had a life of ease and country living where he ate well and thought little.

Chapter 3

"Pardon me", said Billy Joel as he burped up an oniony flavoured pizza sort of thing. He ran outside and was never seen again by his dad. Well not quite never, but a long time.

SO Billy Joel was on his way to his dream adventure. He got a ferry over to England because he managed
to sneek into the lifeboat whilst the sailors were all having a ciggi break. And he ate spiders and worms that
happened to be crawling around inside. He was truly committed to his dream, and this was no problem.

It was September 29th when Billy Joel landed in England. He slipped passed the border guards by pretending to be a passport and he was inside the land of the free, home of the queen. You may be wondering whether Billy-Joel was describing England like America, you'd be right. But others would say you are wrong.

Billy-Joel found himself hanging underneath a lorry bound for Bristol. He had some company, a man from Yorkshire called Stephhien. Stepphhien liked to play the flute, which drove Billy-Joel absolutely happy-insane. So the journey went really fast and they both arrived in high spirits.

Billy-Joel asked Ste[[hiel;
"Do you know where I can teach children in the mornings and then childmind in the afternoons? It's been my dream since I was a little ranch boy".

Stephhils replied:
"No, but I doue knows a laass nameed of Hinnah Bates who doth something similar!"
"Oh yippee" cried Billy-Joel.
He accidentally let go of the lorry and tumbled down into the road.. Luckily he'd tumbled off the M32 motorway and landed in the garden of Rosebery Court. His small blonde cropped head bumped against the garden door.

End of Chapter 2.