d.: Well, WINK/WORD Prairie/Aberdeen Mississippi isn’t carrying my favorite sports talk show host, Joe Groan’s show anymore, and I don’t know what other station carries it. I guess I won't be listening to that show today, but I have something else to do, anyway.
I told Cal.E. that I would keep an eye on Meow Z. Tongue.
and make sure that he’s not cheating for one candidate or the other in her quest to become the Supreme Ruler of the Planet of the Talking Cats, so I’ll call ELAC and see if I can borrow her time machine.
It will break the Earth’s gravitational pull, and I’ll be able to set it back to yesterday, so I’ll have two days to study for my final exam on Friday…Eudora, I thought that you weren’t coming home until tomorrow, why are you here today?
E.: I missed you, so I asked ELAC to let me borrow her time machine so that I could be here a day earlier. It gave me a terrible headache, but I just wanted to see you.
d.: That’s sweet, but I was about to borrow ELAC’s time machine myself and go check on Meow Z. Tongue. I wanted to make sure that he isn’t cheating when he’s counting the votes for the next ruler of the Talking Cats. He would be able to do that if he chose, because he;s the only one authorized to count those votes. Sincer early voting has already started, Cal.E. wanted me to make sure that she’s being cheated out of the position.
E.: Well, you go get dressed, dear. Then, when you get the time machine and re-enter Earth’s orbit, you can set the time back to today at this hour and we’ll get to greet each other once again.
d.: Well, I was going to set it back to yesterday, but, okay. I’ll go get dressed now.
five minutes later…
d.: How do I look, dear?
E.: Oh, you can’t wear that because it’s white and it’s after Labor Day. You must go change.
d.: Okay then, what shall I wear?
E.: Wear whatever you like. It is your trip, after all.
d.: How about this? It isn’t white and it will keep me from exploding when I break the Earth’s gravitational pull.
E.: No, don’t wear that. It looks too sinister. You don't want Meow to think that he's being watched by Darth Vader. Go find something else to wear.
d.: Then, why don’t you pick out what I should wear?
E.: Oh, you’re a grown man, d.c. Wear whatever you’d like to wear.
d.: How about this?
E.: No, that’s not quite right, either. I can’t put my finger on it, but it just doesn't look right. Go change.
C.: This could take some time, folks. I just hope that d.c. is able to get to my planet and make sure that Meow Z. Tongue isn’t cheating for my opponent. Until then, may the road rise up to meet you and the wind be forever at your back.. or at least until tomorrow, when we’ll see you right here on Cal.E.’s Korner.
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