Once upon a time (because all good stories start like that)
there was a little girl. And she loved
chocolate. She dreamt in chocolate
rainbows. She basked in chocolate
sunshine. She sang chocolate songs. She didn’t eat anything except chocolate.
One day, she tasted broccoli. And she loved it. And now she dreams in chocolate broccoli
rainbows, which is just a little strange if you think about it.
The End (because all good stories end like that).
Wait. You thought this story was going to make
sense? Just because it’s a good story doesn’t
mean it has to make sense.
hahaha! love this
ReplyDeleteDang it, now i want chocolate too! =)
ReplyDeleteTotally agree with your final line.