"I'm lost" a little brown mouse said, "where
- "I'm lost" a little brown mouse said, "where am I?". She looked around only to find she was in a white empty space. "I'm scared and alone!". She
- was in "white space," with white shelves where a white woman dressed in white lived. The little brown mouse was scared. The woman's name was Flo, she sold insurance.
- Her red lips ruined the whiteness, so the brown mouse bit them off. "Ah ah ah, my lipstick and lips are insured," said Flo, whose red lips reappeared with a puff of smoke. Oh the
- humanity, she lamented. A zeppelin emerged from a large storm cloud. It looked familiar -- it resembled her! Horrified by the giant doppleganger, she screamed, "Progressive doesn't
- work around here! We prefer our dirigibles conservative and authentic antique!" Still, the doppleganger zeppelin approached. She scowled at it and texted her friend Daisy: Assemble
- All Airships. An armada of ignoble gas bags arrived immediately broad siding the bloated garrulous interloper. Daisy's friends buoyed her but were no match for Zeppetela
- and the Blimpettes. But Daisy had a backup plan. She was filled with the relatively new discovery Helium while her enemies were filled with Hydrogen. She knew that if she
- were to use incendiary bullets, her enemies would explode! Daisy had her R&D department start working on that; they discovered the secret was miniature combustible lemons.
- Combustible lemons turned out to be surprisingly easy to find, so Daisy began mass producing them on a massive scale. This good fortune didn't last however as
- world peace finally did happen & the need for combustible lemons simply ceased to exist. Daisy didn't mind, however. Love, kindness, joy, and happiness prevailed for all, forever.
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- 2013-06-03 18:23:39
- Finished
- 2014-02-05 15:01:32
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SlimWhitman Feb 05 2014 @ 18:38
If life gives you combustible lemons, make cobustible lemonade. Mr. Odwala might buy it: http://foldingstory.com/8djkf/