So... I go to the fridge to find something tasty that my tongue and stomache might agree with.
This is what i found.
It was a stinky, dense, part brown part purple.....cake????
There was NO way in a million years i was gonna eat that. But suddenly something else caught my eye.
I quickly swiped the box off the shelf and ran to the stairs.
I was ever so excited to take a look at a couple of my old puppets that i reached in and yanked out the first one i could find.
CLIFFORD THE BIG RED DOG! I remember telling my grandmother how i longed to have a giant dog and how i fantasized how amazing it would be to own, care for, feed, wash, and ride one. But then she shot me down by bringing up the fact that it would also include massive dog droppings to clean up.... and so that dream was slaughtered. In the sensitivity of the memory, i tossed the pupped inside and reached in to pull out my next victims.
Nothing but a couple of finger puppets. So i tried them on and wiggled them around for a bit, but got so bored that i just took them off and cast them aside as well. The next puppet, looked like this:
GAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was so disturbing and so traumatizing, that i had to wonder how a mother in her right mind could have bought such a thing for her child! I HATE DINOSAURS!!! The last puppet, however, took me back on a trip down memory lane.LAAAMBCHOP! hehehe! I hadn't even thought of the little guy for.... ages! Does anyone even honestly remember that show??? DANG! that may have even beat chowder! But how about that lady....? You know, the one that plays lambchops voice and you can totally see her throat and lips moving so you KNOW that it's really just her talking to herself and you know the puppet isn't real and it just MURDERS the magic?!?!? Yeah, i remember her. On second thought, maybe i don't like puppets so much afterall. Its all just a lie.
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