Here’s what I mean.
Just a tad random don’t you think?
For the sake of making some sense of this madness, I will now tell astory.
It was a lovely, hot summer day, the kind where staying indoors was just unacceptable. Lara Croft, world renowned social butterfly, decided she'd plan a weekend getaway with some friends. After doing a bunch of back flips and battling a robot, she made it to her phone.
"Hey Daniel? It's Lara, I was wondering if you'd like to get away for a bit. It's ever so boring here in my super huge mansion."
"I would love to but I have company. Donald Duck is over and we're doing this kind of Opposite Day thing. He's wearing a shirt but no pants and I'm wearing shorts and no shirt. That's just how we roll."
"You know, I've been meaning to talk to Donald. Why don't you bring him along? In fact, I'll borrow a military aircraft and be at your place in twenty."
With that they hung up, everyone excited at the prospect of a vacation. The plane ride was a bit awkward, what with Donald not wearing pants, but they still somehow managed to make the trip fun. It wasn't a long flight anyway. Not fifteen minutes passed before they were at some kind of jungle retreat.
"I'm just going to go out to the store and pick up a few things," Lara declared. “Anyone want to come?"
"No, I see a beach and my contract states that I have to dramatically come out of the water at least once. How about we catch up later for supper?"
"Sounds good, I have some important reading to do for my next role," Donald agreed in his barely comprehensible speech.
It wasn't long before Lara found herself deep in the jungle, thinking about what she'd serve for dinner when out of nowhere two tigers attacked her! She pulled out her expertly concealed weapons and fired every round she had into the animals. When they finally fell limp, she smiled to herself. At least she had something to cook for dinner.
Daniel on the other hand was busy dramatically appearing out of the water. Several women were staring at him, most by now wondering if he'd completely lost his mind. Apparently there were only so many times a man in short shorts could burst from the surf without looking weird. He did however come across several giant tiger shrimp which he decided he would catch and share with his companions at dinner.
Both humans met up at the resort proudly displaying their catches. What a delicious meal they'd have! But when they tried to get into their cabin, a large frying pan came flying at them.
“Method actors,” Daniel sighed, picking up the frying pan.
“We can always cook over a fire,” Lara suggested.
And that’s what they did. That night, all three enjoyed tiger steaks and tiger shrimp. It was a good day.
Clearly this story is the reason I had all of those pictures.
Lauren.
"Hey Daniel? It's Lara, I was wondering if you'd like to get away for a bit. It's ever so boring here in my super huge mansion."
"I would love to but I have company. Donald Duck is over and we're doing this kind of Opposite Day thing. He's wearing a shirt but no pants and I'm wearing shorts and no shirt. That's just how we roll."
"You know, I've been meaning to talk to Donald. Why don't you bring him along? In fact, I'll borrow a military aircraft and be at your place in twenty."
With that they hung up, everyone excited at the prospect of a vacation. The plane ride was a bit awkward, what with Donald not wearing pants, but they still somehow managed to make the trip fun. It wasn't a long flight anyway. Not fifteen minutes passed before they were at some kind of jungle retreat.
"I'm just going to go out to the store and pick up a few things," Lara declared. “Anyone want to come?"
"No, I see a beach and my contract states that I have to dramatically come out of the water at least once. How about we catch up later for supper?"
"Sounds good, I have some important reading to do for my next role," Donald agreed in his barely comprehensible speech.
It wasn't long before Lara found herself deep in the jungle, thinking about what she'd serve for dinner when out of nowhere two tigers attacked her! She pulled out her expertly concealed weapons and fired every round she had into the animals. When they finally fell limp, she smiled to herself. At least she had something to cook for dinner.
Daniel on the other hand was busy dramatically appearing out of the water. Several women were staring at him, most by now wondering if he'd completely lost his mind. Apparently there were only so many times a man in short shorts could burst from the surf without looking weird. He did however come across several giant tiger shrimp which he decided he would catch and share with his companions at dinner.
Both humans met up at the resort proudly displaying their catches. What a delicious meal they'd have! But when they tried to get into their cabin, a large frying pan came flying at them.
“Method actors,” Daniel sighed, picking up the frying pan.
“We can always cook over a fire,” Lara suggested.
And that’s what they did. That night, all three enjoyed tiger steaks and tiger shrimp. It was a good day.
Clearly this story is the reason I had all of those pictures.
Lauren.
and this is why you are a writer. well done!
ReplyDeleteDreamfarm Girl: Thanks. I had fun writing it. Gotta love being random. Gets the creative juices flowing.
ReplyDeleteOh, I totally saw that coming.
ReplyDeleteI mean, the photos told that exact story!
You told it SO. Freakin'. Well.
Kathryn: You saw that coming? Damn... does that mean I'm losing my touch? Or are we equals in randomness? Oh GOD! I POTENTIALLY HAVE AN EQUAL IN RANDOMNESS?!
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