Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Marshmallow Tweaker

It was a quiet Sunday morning. Papa rose at the crack of dawn and began roasting marsmallows in the backyard.

Apparently marshmallows affect martians differently than humans, because Papa consumed the entire bag in one sitting and then jumped up with a strange look in his eye. He ran across the street and kicked the neighbors' garbage can over.

The neighbors told Papa to leave their property or they would call the police. Instead, Papa followed them back into their house. When ordered to leave a second time, Papa called one of them a dirty, stinking, llama.

Then he slapped the neighbor hard across the face. These martians really do seem to enjoy slapping.

Being slapped, freaked the neighbor out completely. While his roommates called the police, he went screaming in a panic and began running laps around his house.

The police arrived quickly and took Papa into custody. Coincidentally, Papa was arrested by the same police woman who had nabbed Bro for being out after curfew the night before.

Next: Every Day is Like Sunday

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