Invitation to War

The children nearly went to war this morning. Tensions were high. Insults and accusations were flying. What had them so riled up?

It was this:

Behold, the Cheese Poof of Power!

Yes, they were fighting over this lump of twisted orange pipe cleaners that they call the Cheese Poof of Power. The only power it has, if you ask me, is to piss people off. So I confiscated the thing. I put it in the Bucket of Bad, where they will never find it. I will probably forget that it is there until I open up the bucket again someday and say to myself, “What the heck is this and why is it in my bucket?” I probably should just throw it away, but I hate to throw other people’s things away, even little bits of junk that do nothing but cause fighting. I’m weird that way.

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