Musashi Sez:
The mor I
thingked about whut went rong wift mai orijinul planz to go to Narnia, the mor
I relizd I cudn’t do it alon. I needed a innocent to tayk wift me, cuz they is
alwaez bettrer at opening dorz. So naturallee, I went an akskd mai wrasslin
instructr, Mr. Tygr, if he wud com too.
He wuz
surpryzinlee shy about it. He sed he is a hom-boddee, akshullee, an cudn’t we
just rent a video of Narnia? An mebbe mayk som popcorn in the nuklearwayv
masheen?
This not whut I
egspektid of him, cuz he is normlee verree feers. So I sed, “Mr. Tygr, wher yer
sens of adventchur? We goin to seek out stranj werlds an go wher not too manee
folks has gon befor, an be bold an split som infinitiv verbs, an like that. Yu
HAS to com wift me. Whut if I gets into a wrasslin match an ye’r not ther to
spray me wift the wadder bottul an tell me to win one for mai supper?”
Natchurlee, wift
argyoomints lik this, I wund him ovr.
So we went to
the clozit dor an taykd som deep brefts. Then I sed, “OK, Mr. Tygr. Yu hang
onto mai coller and luk verree feers. I goin to tayk a runnin leep into the
londree. Reddee?”
One-Two-Three! For
Ceiling Cat!
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