Soooooooooo this one time, I
ate dog food.
I was
probably 4 or 5, and had gone over to my sister’s friend’s house with them for
some reason. I don’t remember why…I was pretty young and wasn’t cool enough to be friends
with any of their friends. (My sisters secretly/not so secretly despised me at this age, because i begged them literally everyday to play board games with me...Stratego..Sorry..Monopoly..you name it. They always said no.) My mom was probably tired of me annoying her..or had
to run some errands..ANYWAY…I was there. And I remember, my sister’s SNEAKY
little mean friend, Kelsey, telling me that her dog Ginger… could fly.
WHAT!?!? No……HOW!?
And just like that I believed her. I imagined that old golden retriever
floating around the room like it aint no thing. She told me that Ginger could
fly, because she had magic dog food that she fed to her. And guess what? There
was still a little bit of that magic dog food left in Ginger’s bowl over there.
How lucky was I right in that very moment!?!? I slowly glance to her half-empty food bowl.....
Cut to Nicole’s
thought process right now: Nicole eating out of Ginger’s foodbowl, nibbling a
few bits of kibbles, and suddenly sprouting WINGS, ripping holes in the back of
my esmerelda shirt, and gracefully flying up to the top of Kelsey's tall red
bunk beds where my sisters were playing. HA! They would think I’M the cool one
and not the little stupid one if I frickin had WINGS and could FLY from eating
some stupid dog food they didn’t even THINK to eat!!!! Those fools would be SO
JEALY and SO SORRY they didn’t take that chance! They'll wanna play with me once i have WINGS for heavens sake!!!!!!!!!
Cut to
reality: Dogfood did not sprout wings, did not taste good, and I’m pretty sure Ginger got a litttttlllleee territorrial and
did not take kindly to a miniature human eating out of her food bowl.
....I think this
experience was one of the other times my family wondered if a genetic disorder had been
suppressed for the past 4 years of my life until this moment.
1 comment:
you poor thing. I never realized that you REALLY thought it would, in fact, make you fly.
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