*Perry has returned from a trek in the snow--he says he hates snow, but sekritly he likes walking around in it--and comes into the room, possibly humming the Latke Song under his breath (it's very annoying and very catchy)* Hey, what--
*pauses, and then disappears under the bed* Don't look!
*half-turns on his heels, to look (naturally), but then just raises his eyebrows turns back to the tree* Whatever you say. *goes back to singing* Don we now our gay apparel, fa la la, la la la, la la la...
*sings louder!* I'm a latke, I'm a latke, and I am waiting for Hannukah to come...
*emerges shortly from under the bed and quickly empties the contents of one arm--a box of chocolate cherries, the chocolate-peppermint kind of candy canes, some other sweets, and a teeny notepad that says 'ACCOUNTANTS DO IT WITH CALCULATION' at the top of each page--into Arthur's stocking, before depositing a present wrapt in Christmas paper underneath the tree* --a latke--there--waiting for Hannukah to come.
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*pauses, and then disappears under the bed* Don't look!
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*emerges shortly from under the bed and quickly empties the contents of one arm--a box of chocolate cherries, the chocolate-peppermint kind of candy canes, some other sweets, and a teeny notepad that says 'ACCOUNTANTS DO IT WITH CALCULATION' at the top of each page--into Arthur's stocking, before depositing a present wrapt in Christmas paper underneath the tree* --a latke--there--waiting for Hannukah to come.
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