Narrator: On with the tale... Yet again.
Narrator 2: Tale?
Narrator: Didn't you just ask this last scene?
Narrator 2: Oh, well, then. Go on with the tale.
Narrator: Okay, back to the tale. Here, we see a rippling ocean of polyester, gleaming in the sun. On top of it, it has... A potato.
*silence*
Narrator 2: How wonderful.
*Charlie the Unicorn comes in*
Charlie the Unicorn: Why, hello, everyone!
Narrator: Why, hello! You're in this play?
Charlie the Unicorn: Why, indeed, I am!
End of scene 3
Even from birth, the human race has a tendency to be negative. Why is it that we're all so critical, and even more so to ourselves? It's not always bad to be proud. So where am I going with this? Not really sure, but this blog is, at least, an attempt for entertainment. Enjoy. :D
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