posted on Jul, 22 2016 @ 08:23 PM
A fellow walked up to my station and I laughed so much at what he was saying my gut hurt until I couldn't serve the next customer in my line with a
straight face.
So I chopped off my hands like a bandit and my best friend in all the land, patched me up and told me to get on and get going.
Your friend will give you a lift, and so she took me home...
We ate jelly beans until we tried to stop laughing and then pretended to shop some more.
Then we took the trumpet flowers and made fun of powdered sugar... through the vine our message was,
Leave us alone!
Were leaving this planet one way or another.
Then we found out... were trapped.
Why!?!
We must of had some little brats to raise...we like brats and do not shake them!
Then we left our new work, babysitting and drank something, with our new friend. Jewky.