Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Afta while, Crocodile....
Dateline Bremerton, Washington -- Affiliated Press --
Around 10:00 this morning, on a quiet deadend street in the outer fringes of East Bremerton, an (evil) alligator slithered out of the underbrush.....
.....forced his way into the home of therapy noir VIP Dr. Bookworm.....
....let forth a bellow of hunger and rage (partially due to being temporarily blinded by camera flashbulbs, or the equivalent thereto......
.....and launched a scurrilous attack on the person of the good doctor herself. Shriek, shriek! Help, help!
Grandson Allie rushed to Bookworm's aid, dealing the errant dragon a blow to the head with a four-pound ball of PlayDough. The upended gator was then atomically disassociated with a beam of super force emanating from the lad's fingertips. When asked how they felt about that, Bookworm and her grandson said, in unison, "We should have chocolate ... or presents."
Quote of the week:
"Autumn is my Hottie! Mine! Mine! Mine! She is MY Hottie!"
....Allie voicing his outrage when another little boy on the school bus claimed that Autumn (Allie's love of this academic year) was his Hottie.
Yes! Odd color for a Gater, right! Maybe a bird disease being passed on by flamingos(?).
Yes (again)! A lot of wierd stuff goes down out here in the Central Kitsap boonies. Maybe our house got built on one of those electro-magnetic confluences the UFO's use for course plotting beacons(?).
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