Friday, on my way back home from the paper towel convention, I was stopped by the sound of a shuddering manhole cover in the street. Drawing closer to investigate, I was surprised to see this blue, tentacled creature pop out of the sewers with a squishy sploink.
I instantly knew that we were to be the best of friends. His name would be Tom and we would go on countless amazing adventures together. I was already imagining our first bold escapade when Tom suddenly said "GLARG SHMORGSPLURT GUAGH!" and I ran away.
Chicken!
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Sweet! Soooo.. I tell you what I would like, you tell me what you would like, and we get to it?
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, I did have a chicken in the oven, and that is why I ran :D
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