Start writing below: Once there was Farmer named Dane. Dane thought he was the king at farmer and wanted to go Pro and to become Pro he had to travel to Australia where there was the world farming competition. Dane went there every year to try and get a win but every year he would lose to Morris but Dane did come second but this year he was going to win Dane lived in Kansas America so he went in his private jet all the way to Australia.
So Dane was off but Dane would always bring some family along with him this time he brought his cousin with him. Dane’s cousin was also a farmer but did not want to compete because he might lose and he didn't like losing. they were halfway across America when suddenly the jet was going down instead of up then the pilot said on the speaker were going down and Dane and his cousin were screaming the jet had slammed into the ground.
The pilot walked out with Dane and his cousin Dane said where are we? the jungle the pilot said Danes cousin said what are we going to do what are we going to eat Dane said its alright im a farmer im sure I can get us some food I mean it is the one of the most tropical places. So Dane and his cousin made a farm just outside of the jet where they were going to sleep. Dane,Danes cousin and the pilot were trying to make a SAVE US sign in the trees some how it worked there was a helicopter that saw the sign and then came down and grabbed them they were saved and they lived happily ever after.
This is the picture that I was supposed to write about but involving something about farming
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