Monday, February 7, 2011

We'll never know...


The crunch of the fresh powdery snow made Sam hungry. It made him think about crackers, which made him think about soup, which made him think about the rumbling in his tummy… well, you get the idea. Anyway ,each step was a painful reminder of how he’d missed dinner since he started hunting the knee-high green alien around the deserted college campus. This really was no way to spend a holiday. He’d been hoping for pie or cranberry sauce, or something. Not wrangling creatures from other worlds.  What was it doing here? Why was it stealing hamburgers?  Questions without answers.

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