I recently got an envelope from my sweetie back in the USA. Oh boy! As I handled it I noticed it was thicker than a sheet of paper. I opened it up and tipped out the contents into my hand.
'Gee, how did these get past customs?' I wondered. After dutifully swallowing a few and waiting an hour, my gut told me that maybe they weren't pills after all. No, they were something much better: toy sponges!
Like Bart Simpson in 3F02, I had diabolical plans for these babies.
So I popped one in a glass of water. It sat there doing nothing. I poked it. It bobbed. I waited. And waited. 15 minutes went by. Then another.
Finally the gelatin coating dissolved enough to release its monstrous contents. I peered down...
So I'm thinking,
Right?
But a few minutes later I saw that, in fact, I had a giraffe on my hands.
Majestic? Yes. Absurd? Sadly no.
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