I would have used it to stir mud pies, and I'd draw maps in the dirt, and I'd 'sharpen' it with another stick or a log or something... And I'd use it to fight giant wind monsters ( tarps in wind storms ) and my friends would get sticks too and we'd put them in the stream and it would be a race, and I would also probably beat the ground with it once in awhile just for the hell of it. XP
Considering the fact that I've amused myself for hours using nothing but a curtain rod... I'd take the stick and practise staffing. Outside. During the winter. In England.
And then I'd freeze to death.
Let the blood pour down in rivers as the world burns.
Is it a problem that the only thing I think I'd do with a stick is whacking my older brother's head with it?
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse a persona che mai tornasse al mondo, questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma per ciò che giammai di questo fondo non tornò vivo alcun, s'i' odo il vero, senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.
I suppose that I'd stick with my stick, even in the stickiest situations. Sticking together, we'd stick it to any enemy that dared attempt to stick us up. I wouldn't mind sticking my neck out for it, even if it meant drawing the short stick. I'm sure that it would stick up for me just the same. And we're unstoppable when we stick together, so you ought to stick around and watch. I'm a bit of a stickler for stupid jokes.
Stick puns
The hardest part of writing science fiction is knowing actual science. The same applies for me and realistic fiction.
*whacks tree with stick* Fear me, enemy knight! Besides being good at using a pencil, I am also wondrous at swordfighting. Now give me back that idiotic king, or you shall meet your demise-Ooh, if I join you, I get a pay raise? I'm in! I would be an awesome swashbuckling knight with my sword Muramasa (Because Excalibur is too cliché.) that would go on many adventures.
