{"id":17,"date":"2024-06-17T15:29:44","date_gmt":"2024-06-17T15:29:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/noahcunnyfunt.com\/blog\/?p=17"},"modified":"2024-06-17T15:32:46","modified_gmt":"2024-06-17T15:32:46","slug":"noah-and-the-meaning-of-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/noahcunnyfunt.com\/blog\/noah-and-the-meaning-of-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Noah and the Meaning of Life"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Noah sat down in his favorite chair in the lounge room where each evening, he reads his newspaper to catch up on the news.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;There&#8217;s not much in this newspaper tonight&#8221;, Noah thought to himself. Which, in turn, got him thinking about a whole lot of things.<\/p>\n<p>So he sat quietly, thinking&#8230;When all of a sudden &#8220;Who said that?&#8221; said Noah looking around the room wondering where the voice was coming from.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ok who said&#8230;&#8221;Who said that?&#8221; said Noah looking around the room wondering where the voice was coming from.?<\/p>\n<p>Looking perplexed&#8230;&#8221;Yes I am a bit perplexed aint I?. Now who are you?&#8221; said Noah. &#8220;And stop saying what I said will ya!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Just Stop narrating&#8221; said Noah. &#8220;Ok that&#8217;s it. Who are you?. You aint the narrator are you? Am I some story or something?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I must be going mad&#8221; said Noah.<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Hmm this is strange. So if I assume correctly, you can hear\/see what am I writing?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh this is simply precious&#8221; said Noah in a fit of frustration! &#8220;There you go again! What do you think Mr Genius?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And are you telling me that I am just some story, and yes I said that so you don&#8217;t need to write down &#8216;said Noah&#8217; all the time.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Then all of a sudden Noah felt tired and wanted to go to bed&#8230; &#8220;oh no you don&#8217;t. You aint getting out of it that easily. I&#8217;m not tired, said me&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Well I must admit, I&#8217;ve never had any of my characters become &#8216;aware&#8217; of my existence before, so this is a little new to me too!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well good for you mate. Now what&#8217;s the deal? And why did you give me such a stupid name &#8211; why not &#8216;Brian&#8217; or something?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;There&#8217;s nothing wrong with Noah for a name! I could make you into a Wombat if like and call you Wally.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Look, if it helps, just plug your ears so I can get on with this story&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh well excuse me! So I am just some story character huh! So I don&#8217;t really exist. Hey can you see what I can see?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;I have to cut in here Noah. Yes you do exist, you are as real as you want to be! And what can you see?<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well I&#8217;m just looking out the window, there is a cute blonde walking her dogs &#8211; nice puppies!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Ok stop that! It&#8217;s night time and you can&#8217;t see anything out of your window so stop making stuff up!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;See you don&#8217;t like it do ya hotshot!&#8221; yeah yeah, said me!<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;How can we fix this?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Noah thought for a moment. &#8220;Yeah yeah I&#8217;m thinking, give me a minute. Hmm ok, here&#8217;s the deal! You can keep on writing about me\nif you give me a nice fast sports car and it has to be red, a swimming pool and lots of money so I don&#8217;t have to go to work and in return I&#8217;ll just ignore you. Deal? Oh and put something clever in the newspaper will ya.<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Sounds fair&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ok then, and one more thing. When can I stop being just a bunch of words and become a real cartoon at least?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Well I can&#8217;t draw.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well pick up a pencil and start learning&#8230; Guess that&#8217;s going to take a long time&#8230;Ok, give me the car, pool and money and let&#8217;s get going.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8221; And you&#8217;ll stop listening in?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Promise, cross my heart and all that other stuff.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;ok then, starting&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.now!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Noah woke up the next morning covered by his newspaper, that had a whole lot of really good stories in it but Noah must have been too tired and didn&#8217;t see them.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;There wasn&#8217;t any!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;Hey you promised.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sorry said me, the most wonderful character in this story and not some loser narrator bloke.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Noah got up and decided to go for a drive in his brand new shiny (bitch about that!) red sports car and took it for a drive.<\/p>\n<p>When he came home he pulled into the driveway, but because he was being such a CunnyFunt with his &#8216;show off&#8217; driving the brakes had failed.\nSo he crashed through his garage which started a fire setting the suit cases of money alight and ended up coming to rest in his brand new swimming pool.<\/p>\n<p>Noah smiled, &#8220;Guess I&#8217;m not the only CunnyFunt around?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Narrator: &#8220;umm nope!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It was night time and Noah was tired this time and went to bed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Night everyone&#8221; said Noah<\/p>\n<p>Narrator : &#8220;Night Noah, see you on the next adventure. 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