MystyrMystyry
04-18-2011, 12:37 PM
Ringgggggg!
The bell!
I leap out of bed
No I don't - that's a lie
I hit the ceiling
Drop back down to Earth
Bounce off the bed
Land pinpoint into my slippers
Bump like a pinball down the hallway
Open the door
There stands before me a large giraffe having a munch on some leaves
'Hello?'
It cranes its ridiculously long neck and looks me up and down
'Aren't you going to get dressed?' it asks
I look and realise it is right
'You're quite correct sir...'
'In which degree?'
'I aren't going to get dressed...'
'Oh,' it says, 'That makes sense...'
'Does it?' I start - 'Actually scrap that - who are you? What do you want?'
'I'm Mr Face-Ache and I've come for your hats.'
'But my hats aren't up for grabs!' I protest
I don't trust this fellow - something unnerving about how he only looks like a giraffe in silhouette
'Why do you have stripes and your colour scheme is is closer to the blueprints for the Kremlin?'
'Because I'm undercover,' he says shiftily
'I suspected as much! Er - as what exactly?'
'As a stick insect - see how you didn't get it? Clever camouflage this is...'
'Well I certainly wouldn't have picked a stick insect - I would have picked a giraffe with a loose screw!'
'Give me your hats!' he suddenly snaps
'No,' I explain succinctly, 'Get your own hats. In fact there's a haberdashery just down the road...'
'A..?'
'Hat shop...'
'Really? I didn't see it...'
'Odd - which way did you come?'
'From the South South Westerly direction...'
'Maybe they've closed down since ten minutes ago or... What's wrong with your eyes?'
'I can't see out of the left one - you noticed the patch?'
'Perhaps if you took the patch off..?' I suggest
'Interesting idea - I might try that one day...'
'Why not try it this day and let me get back to bed?'
I slam the door - not very hard - just hard enough to make my point felt
I go into the kitchen to brew coffee, and turn on the radio:
'Warning - Crazy Giraffe - escaped from captivity - do not approach - considered extremely dangerous!'
'You can say that again,' I can but agree, 'he wanted my hats...'
.
The bell!
I leap out of bed
No I don't - that's a lie
I hit the ceiling
Drop back down to Earth
Bounce off the bed
Land pinpoint into my slippers
Bump like a pinball down the hallway
Open the door
There stands before me a large giraffe having a munch on some leaves
'Hello?'
It cranes its ridiculously long neck and looks me up and down
'Aren't you going to get dressed?' it asks
I look and realise it is right
'You're quite correct sir...'
'In which degree?'
'I aren't going to get dressed...'
'Oh,' it says, 'That makes sense...'
'Does it?' I start - 'Actually scrap that - who are you? What do you want?'
'I'm Mr Face-Ache and I've come for your hats.'
'But my hats aren't up for grabs!' I protest
I don't trust this fellow - something unnerving about how he only looks like a giraffe in silhouette
'Why do you have stripes and your colour scheme is is closer to the blueprints for the Kremlin?'
'Because I'm undercover,' he says shiftily
'I suspected as much! Er - as what exactly?'
'As a stick insect - see how you didn't get it? Clever camouflage this is...'
'Well I certainly wouldn't have picked a stick insect - I would have picked a giraffe with a loose screw!'
'Give me your hats!' he suddenly snaps
'No,' I explain succinctly, 'Get your own hats. In fact there's a haberdashery just down the road...'
'A..?'
'Hat shop...'
'Really? I didn't see it...'
'Odd - which way did you come?'
'From the South South Westerly direction...'
'Maybe they've closed down since ten minutes ago or... What's wrong with your eyes?'
'I can't see out of the left one - you noticed the patch?'
'Perhaps if you took the patch off..?' I suggest
'Interesting idea - I might try that one day...'
'Why not try it this day and let me get back to bed?'
I slam the door - not very hard - just hard enough to make my point felt
I go into the kitchen to brew coffee, and turn on the radio:
'Warning - Crazy Giraffe - escaped from captivity - do not approach - considered extremely dangerous!'
'You can say that again,' I can but agree, 'he wanted my hats...'
.