Was strolling down memory lane today. Came across a file labeled DUCK
Hmm wonder what this contains.
Two boys walking
One walking a bit faster than the other
One saying slow down
One saying no, you walk faster
No then the other boy stops and sits on the ground -
the sitting down while walking is the tantrum equivalent of I’m gonna hold my breath until I die.
And we’re walking, and we’re walking … this is where the file gets it’s name DUCK from.
Rock to the head.
Yup a rock to the head.
And we’re bleeding. Yay! Blood from a head wound.
Now the boy who couldn’t possibly walk any faster is running.
Running. Really you throw a rock and now you’re running.
And we’re running , we’re chasing, we’re catching, we are about to have sweat revenge
OVERLORD
The trial ensues
What happened?
He wouldn’t slow down
He threw a rock at my head and I’m bleeding
The guilty party is…
Yup the one with the bleeding head… which needed stitches too by the by.
DUCK indeed
Gee Mr. Peabody can we find more fun places to visit in the way-back machine.
Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.
Ciao,
Monday, August 3, 2009
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