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What are Soda Shibas? wrote:Soda Shibas are a unique breed of Shiba Inu. They are smaller than an average sized Shiba Inu, and walk very carefully so they don't break. Their diet consists of mostly sweets and desserts,such as ice cream, cake, sometimes they'll eat a plain container of frosting. They are very soft and have a naturally curly tail, as well as fluffy fur. But their fur and skin are transclucent, and inside of them is soda that fizzes when they are emotional, hurt, or angry. This soda can act as blood to Soda Shibas, so they are very delicate. Their "designs" are usually on their bottle, and very rarely, their fur skin isn't see through. Soda Shibas are very friendly creatures who love to roll around and play. Though there are some Shibas with a temper! The only thing besides breaking that can harm a Shiba is if they get too excited or angry, they'll shoot up as if you put Mentos in a Diet Coke. This seriously hurts them, because their soda will go flat or it will lessen. Though, most of the time, they are very good-natured companions who love people.
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One time, I was in a race we 4 other people were in a race
me and my friends, not to brag but, ((Who am I kidding, i'm bragging)) 4 of the fastest people in the race. My friends are Harry, Bob, Stooge, and Stump
Then, our other friend, who we forced into this, whose one of the slowest people we know. His name is George
We had to do jumps, run around some cones, then slide to the finish line under a tree, whose roots keep it up. We have to stay on the track at all times. It was fairly skinny, which was gonna make it hard.
"And go!" we heard the shout. We were running. I was in the lead.
Jump Jump Jump Jump!
We all jumped over the hurdles, we heard a trip. George fell.
We went around the cones.
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh!
We were all fast. They were catching up.
But not George, he tripped on the cones, stumbling.
Harry tried to push me off the track, but it didn't work.
We came to the tree.
We all dramatically, would probably look good in slow motion, slid under the tree.
Shhhhh... Thump!
Annd we're all stuck.
George caught up, cone on his head
"George help!"
We all cried
"Mmm... No."
He replied. We were all shocked.
he climbed around the tree, as the the tree is part of the track, making it a legal move. And crossed the finish line WALKING.
It took 3 hours to get us out of that tree.
And that was the story of when I had to hold pee in for 3 hours in a race.

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