Karmastic
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Joined: 4/5/2012 From: Los Angeles Status: offline
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Once upon a time, there was a town called Festival, located on Beta III, where everyone did what it is they do, and vanilla was only a flavor at the ice cream parlor. Then some chocolate ice cream loving aliens came to visit. Upon discovering only vanilla, they flew into a rage and flew off. While leaving, in anger, they unleashed a death ray from space killing everyone. However, much to their horror, the chocolate ice cream lovers found themselves infected with spores from Beta III, changing them into vanilla lovers with no cure in sight! Since they were vanilla lovers now, they called Dr. Spock to see if he could help them. Dr. Spock replied that he wished he could help but that his areas of expertise were relationship and child-rearing therefore appetite change was outside of his sphere of influence and suggested they perhaps call Martha Stewart. So anyway....I was driving down this street and, having a rather fine day I decided to get an ice cream cone....pulled in to the local 5 and dime and found an ex of mine...she was dating a rock star....some dude that thought he was the shit, but he'd never be anything frankly....because he had arthritis and the world's smallest mouth. Martha turned out to be quite a godsend. I knew that at one point he had gone down on Martha Stewart and, whilst she had rejected him because his tiny mouth made his oral skills awful, i thought he might still have her phone number which i could use to call her and try to help the aliens. It turned out that the Aliens were on the Sprint plan, and they didn't have coverage for that area, and never received the call.
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