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| 2002-11-05 |
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It's funny how these things work out, but I was sitting at my desk today, working as per usual, and all of a sudden, what should pop out of thin air in front of me but this tiny little man in a kilt, with insect kind of wings, and a tiny wand. (He had the wings, not the kilt.) "FUCKER!" I said, pouring coffee into my carpet and flanging backwards. "Do not be afraid, Funkatron," he said, "For I am your fairy godfather." "Wow," I said, having regained some of my composure, "I didn't even know I had one of those." "Oh yes my son," he said, "And what's more, I will give you whatever it is that you most desire!" "Top drawer!" I replied, "You know what my most fervent wish is?" "I think I do," the little man said, a twinkle in his eye. That is how I came to have babboon feet. |
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