I've decided today that instead of saving up money to buy a kick ass notebook, I'll be saving my money to pay for a trip to England and Ireland the summer after this coming one. Hearing Griff's harrowing tales of love found and love lost, and Spencer getting caught in customs with bullets, made me yurn for a trip to the countries. I asked Mrs.
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at one point during our cross-potato skiing trip, I struck up a conversation with hughbert concerning my favorite color of light blue.
just then a giant came and sat down at the plate of mashed potatos. i glanced up at the giant and frowned him my most devilish of frowns.
"good day, my young giant friend," i said as hughbert and i continued to ski. "might i be of service to you?"
the giant laughed a deep, giant-like laugh and replied, "no little potato racers, i am here to eat you!"
for a brief moment i worried that this gargantuan beast was going to swallow hughbert and i, but just then i remembered that my oven was on.
"my oven is on!" i said to the giant as he began to scoop us up with his giant fork.
"oh, i apoligize," said the giant as he put us down.
"no need for apologies," is retorted, "now good day to you fair giant!"
hughbert and i still laugh while reflecting on this peculiar situation.
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