This is the story of a boy named Homer and his beloved pet Lobster, Moose
Friday, June 17, 2016
Come up for air, Snack Attack
Homer came up for air and got out of the pool. He wanted something salty and crunchy to eat. He moved Moose's bucket into the shade of the outside porch and walked into the kitchen dripping on the cold tile floor. He found the bucket of cheeseballs, his hand descending like the mechanism on a claw machine.
His mother tapped her foot in the doorway,"If you eat all that junk you're not going to enjoy Kelsey's birthday."
"Like I would eat anything at that Lobster dungeon."
"You like the cheese biscuits."
"I like cheese, period. I would eat a whole block of it if you'd let me."
"You have to go. She's our neighbor."
"I don't want to go."
"What will it take for you to go?"
Ask for ONE MILLION DOLLARS!!
Offer to clone yourself with new technology
Ask mom to take you somewhere else to eat before the party
Clone yourself: New Window
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