Monday, June 15, 2009
Stacy was a level headed seven year old. She always washed her hands after using the bathroom-if not the evil toilet seat willies would jump up and invisibly attaching themselves to her body causing all the neighborhood dogs to sniff her crotch. She never corrected her mother in public unless she wanted a good bottom beating. And never did she ever talk to strangers plus the occasional relatives during the boring family reunions. It is no surprise then that she would be able to convince the invading cycloptic alien worm creatures not to inflict pain on her town but to just sit down with her for a good pot of tea and butter cookies.
Posted by hildi at 3:32 PM