posted on Dec, 6 2007 @ 09:43 AM
So I was sittin' here doin' some thinkin'......... So I say's to myself, Self? Like what the heck is going on in this world and stuff. All of our
rights bein' taken away. Gas prices jumpin' through the roof and stuff. And like what's up with all this global warmin'?
Hmmmmmmmmmm............... Things are really bad, and like I'm gettin' pretty ticked off and stuff. I'm not very happy, in fact I'm hatin'
things.
So I'm sittin' on my thinkin' couch, lookin' at my christmas tree. Well the tree is kinda nice.
So I call my dog "Come here Yabaastad!"
So Yabaastad comes runnin' over lookin' all happy and stuff. He lays down in front of the blazin' fireplace, and I start pettin' him and stuff.
Hmmmmm........ I like pettin' Yabaastad in front of the fireplace, in the glow of the Christmas tree.
So like the doorbell rings. My Pizza is here! Yeah! So I get up, and go get that Pizza. Man! It's cold out! So I pay the Pizza Man, and close the
door.
As I'm walkin' back into the den, I hear the furnace kick on, and feel the nice toasty air coming out of the vents. Mmmmmm......... nice and warm in
here.
So like I sit back down in front of the blazin' fire, in the glow of the Christmas Tree, pettin' Yabaastad, and open the pizza. Not bad, not bad at
all.
Suddenly my little boy comes runnin' in. Like he's dressed in his yellow jammies and slippers. He looks like a yellow streak, as he runs and jumps
on me.
"Daddy!"
"Little Dude"
So I'm sittin' here in my toasty room, in front of the blazin' fireplace, in the glow of the Christmas Tree, pettin' my dog Yabaastad, snuggling
with my son, eatin' pizza and stuff.......
"Daddy, will you tell me a story?"
Maybe I had this all wrong. Things are good.