Drowsy and trudging to the kitchen in search of her breakfast, Hayley was slightly confused as she peered into the refrigerator with sleepy eyes. Filled with confusion, her heart raced. It has only been a few weeks since she mastered the "MEAT" and "VEGETABLE" drawers. Now there seems to be yet one more system to learn. Panic stricken and unsure what to do she closed the refrigerator and moved on to the coffee maker. "Why...... why Loosh" she pleaded inside her head. The coffee pot had been moved! This changes everything. The path I walk has been increased by 6 feet! Tears welled in her eye..... 12 because I have to walk all the way to the sink. Her brow twitched..... "What if it's left dirty........ oh god why... why........... why.... that's 24 feet!"
She perseveres and like Cinderella cleans the coffee maker and starts a new pot. Suddenly an idea brimming with genius! She slowly looks to the left to see if he is awake yet. Peering cautiously into the bedroom she sees his rump peering from beneath the comforter. She sighs a quiet breath of relief and slinks back to the coffee maker to exact her wondrous scheme. "If I make the coffee really weak he'll have no energy to make the dreaded change! A small half smile emerged as she completed the deed.
"That'll fix his stupid wagon. Now what was I doing...... oh yes... breakfast!"
She moved in the direction of the refrigerator and the panic returned. She thought better of it and decided to wait until Looshzilla was awake to find out what it was she was looking at.
When he woke she swallowed hard and approached to ask the question.
"What is all this about Loosh?"
With one eye slightly more open than the other he turned in slow motion in her direction.
She feared his critical nature would flare up........
They're eggs Hayley. Good ones, bad ones, and a commemorative egg.
He moved closer to her and the open door.
She was rendered defenseless by critical energy infusing google eye once again.... she cowered.
"This one, just in case you couldn't figure it out, is the commemorative 9/11 egg. It was produced on 9/11. The next two eggs are the happy eggs. They came from our HAPPY chickens....... we should be happy that they make eggs. These others are the SAD eggs. These white lifeless substandard eggs come from the stupid grocery store from production chickens who have crappy lives. That is why they are sad eggs. Following me?"
With a fluttering eye he turned and retreated to the other room.
She peered into the refrigerator and thought to herself how he was not quite right.
She made her breakfast and waited to brace herself for the next dreaded change.

But what did she have for breakfast????
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