“It was
Colonel Mustard in the kitchen with the rope!”
CSI: Crime
Scene Investigation* #Quote
Resolved
previously mentioned conundrum. Chit-chatted with my friend Jessica
over the phone. She may or may not be one of the suppliers of parts
of smooth jazz doomsday weapons that CJ and I may or may not be
building.
A Genie
Finds A Genie
One day a genie
named Tom found another genie. The genie got three wishes, as per
genie company policy.
First Wish: Tom
wished for freedom from being a genie.
Genie became a
talking chicken.
Second Wish: To
stop being a talking chicken.
He became a
genie once again.
“Why are you
doing this to me?” He asked the other genie he found.
“Sorry my
genie brother. It's company policy to mess with anybody who wishes,
even if they are another genie.” He frowned.
“Well I know
how this goes then. I'm not even using my last wish...I know what
kind of things company policy makes you do.” Tom knew the kind of
things genie company policy made genies do to wishers and what he'd
done to them himself. “Thanks for taking it easy on me. I'm heading
back to my lamp.”
The lesson
here? Not even a genies do well with genies. So don't take wishes
from strangers kids!
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