Life, a journey with different strides, different attitudes, different dreams.The paths twist, turn, curve, intersect with other paths; they encourage backtracking, lost footing, and hidden paths. Obsticals, the character building that ensues the path be stumbled back upon, even more dedicated and determined. Judgements, the weeds along the beaten path, to be pulled and discarded, as infectious parasites. Success, the breeze that tickles the cheek, invades the senses, conquers self doubt.
Friday, December 11, 2009
A twisted tale of 2 zebra cakes and a cherry coke
So one fine day in October, I think it was the 6th, these two zebra cakes are walking along the Nile river in Nigeria, Canada and one says to the other,"Ever wonder why they call us zebra cakes? We don't look like Zebras. We're not made out of Zebras.". The other, slightly niave, screeches to a halt, "What do you mean, we're not made from zebras?!?!?". Then suddenly, from seemingly no where, a scantily clad Cherry Coke swings in on a Banana tree vine, swoops the 2 cakes up in her bottle cap and proclaims, "It's your calling, the zebra's are hungry!". The end.
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