i think mebbeh i watch too much simpsons.
YES YES.
well then, here is a tragic tale of death and longing.
the longing part, belongs to a young woman by the name of brackie.
now, one may find it strange to address ones mother in such a way, but she is cool as my face, and therefore it is allowed.
it was a warm summers evening, and brackie needed to run a personal errand which is personal and so will not be shared with my humble listeners this evening. unless they know the password.
now, brackie, being a naive little treasure left her two precious daughters in charge of the lodgings.
the older of the two, naturally more dashing.
only one condition was a attached to our duty, we were to complete the washing and drying of the dishes, as we have not yet entered the century a la 21, and acquired a dishwasher.
naturally, the two daughters had much better things to do, but they agreed, regardless, fully in the intention of completing the set task.
SUDDENLY, A CHANGE OF EVENTS OCCURRED.
my, oh my. what is that box of a tele doing to me?
alvin and the chipmunks, that is what.
and so the two sisters settled down and watched the little screaming things on the tele for a good two hours, ignoring that gnawing feeling in the back of their minds that was the heinous growl of the looming pile of washing.
the two sisters, being somewhat immature, acquired a hyperactive disposition during those two hours.
after many a day, the time finally came for them to attack the vicious pile.
but, their hyperactivity overcame them, and they found themselves spontaneously attacking each other with the debris-stained towels.
the younger of the two obtained an allergic reaction to the pineapple juices lingering on the towel
and so, the first daughter was dead.
victorious, the remaining sister turned to take on the washing pile. but it was not there.
in it's place was a momentous washing line. it swooped down and took the child for it's own.
and so they were both dead.
THE END.
i like the part where they died.
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