What's next?


Once upon a time there was a light blue dot from Office Max named Troy. He was somewhat sticking to his rectangular resting place next to a bunch of other dots, just waiting for something to do. This is kind of like being an old person in a bad nursing home. What was his purpose, he thought? He had 3 weeks to think about this before being accidentally run through a shredding machine.

Bummer.

Comments

Beckah said…
Oh Mom. You're amazing. Have you ever called it? You should, just to see what they say. Anyway, yeah. Bummer.
2:59 PM
Liz said…
I like your absurdist stories. I think we should call the number. Except I hope that when we do, the word of the day is "cup," because I think its a really nice-sounding word.
2:42 PM
Post a Comment

Popular Posts