Thursday, November 10, 2005

Overheard on All Hallow'd Eve

[Knock knock...]

"TRICK OR TREAT SMELL MY [Mom yelling to interupt: YOU STOP THAT RIGHT NOW OR WE'RE GOING HOME!]...Can I have some candy, puh-leeeeeze?"

"Well, hello, you cute little guy! How old are you?"

"I'm FIVE years old, which means I can do A LOT of STUFF."

"Oh, I see! And I see you are dressed as a knight! What kind of knight are you?"

"A Late Knight."

"And do you protect your parents from dragons?"

"Who them? Oh my Dad...he's called Sir Toot-a-Lot."

"Oh, really?"

"Ye-ah...Sir Toot-a-Lot and the Late Knights. That's us."

"And who is that lady with you?"

"That? Oh, that's my Mom. She's Sir Beautiful-a-lot."

And lo, the boy lived to see another day.

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