Story of a rock

While I was on my trip to Arizona a few months ago, we came up with a game of story telling while we were out on the road. Each person had to take turn to come up with a word to make up the story, and here is the masterpiece :)

Once there was a rock in a place that needed to do dancing. So suddenly a frog leapt sideways and went "ribbit". Under the ground, the fly flew so far above the stream that he couldn't stop until the rock blocked the fly. However, Froggie then rolled, rolled, pushed the door. Suddenly, there was thunder. A fairy appeared behind the thunder and sang a melody of celebration of Bryce Canyon while they gathered rocks and including furry woodland frogs, rabbits, and mice. Unfortunately, the fly noticed slimy and bubbly ooze on the fairy and meanwhile the meadow turned into the disco that smelled so pungent that everyone had to cover their eyes and sniffed flowers. Spinning and tumbling crickets chirped. The furry mice held onto crickets tiny paws and swing berries around the tree. Finally, Froggie ribbit smacked his face against the fairy so slime covered that rock and all furry animals. They danced slowly and happily ever after.