Thursday, January 27, 2011

Things never seemed to go to plan...


Where had all the dinosaurs gone? It was a perfectly valid question, considering they’d been in the living room, watching TV before Sally had started dinner. Which was typical. You thought they were distracted long enough for you to go to the bathroom, and the next thing you know they were in the basement, turning the furnace off, or stampeding outside and eating the neighbors. The last time they got off the block, they trounced on two cars, and the National Guard had been called out. Sally had a date tonight, and just wasn’t in the mood for this again.

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