He was trying…trying ever so hard…trying to be careful…slowly…steady… He was delicately struggling to place his drink (which was double the size of his head and far too large for him to manage with them wee, grubby mits) on the ground in front of him without spilling any so’s he could get to the hot dog which awaited his gnashing little teeth. The concentration was all over his face one minute then obscured by what appeared to be strawberry milkshake the next. Then, with his straw hanging out of his tiny, pug nose and shake splooshed all over his shirt and half his head, a roar bellowed forth from his red and pink face and the water works began.
Me?
I nearly choked my damn self laughin.
I know, I know…I’m an asshole.
…fuckin high-larius…
Glad I caught the ending…. poor little slushee covered man.
I saw the little drama beginning to end and it was the most artistic thing there. Fuckin butterflys and metal skulpture…yawn…
yeah…metal art never really did it for me. *shrugs*
Or those airplane hats. Poor kids.
Okay, just envisioning the whole thing even if I were a parent I would have cracked right up. I was laughing my ass off reiterating your story to my partner.
bleedtheheart and I were at an art festival and this was the most artistic thing I saw all day.
Ouch, that’s just sad. Well at least there was worthwhile performance art to enjoy. *smirk*
Exactly..
Hey!…my hair was pretty “artistic” looking……lmao….
But no straw in your nose.
all that is in my past…..lol……
Sure it…snifffff…is.
If I had any feelings they would be hurt….. **tosses hair and stomps off**
Heartless. heh heh…
I finally did it… I quit.. I no longer work for sucky topic.
Good for you. New job?
Yes. with 30 hours a week. Rave at oveido mall
Nice.
you little!
Me little?