DROP DEAD FRED Doc., who has too much on his plate, has asked me to help him out by being his guest journalist. I am the imaginary friend of his youth... We had quite some fun together when Doc. was a youngster actually! Maybee 2 much fun? We were always climbing trees, going into buildings under construction, buying (loads of) pepermint candy (he had a fresh breath for years in a row)... Now, he is talking all this grown-up stuff about buying a house, (changing) his job, his wife (what happened to the nice girlfriend he had? She his wife now?), bills, moneyproblems, environmental polution, stress, vegetables or again pasta(?), caring for his baby girl, .........WHAT??? Checking back...HEY!! A child in the family!! Yipppeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! A child! I bet she don't care about all them grown-up things! I bet she's a lot of fun being around! I bet she will like being my friend! We can have lotsa fun together....We can open the closets, buffets, cabinets and take out all the stuff. Even if my former 'so called friend' and his former girlfriend are yelling that we can't! We can open the door to the toilet and clean the whole place out with the brush...And I mean the whole place! Or, let me think here, we could..., we could..., YES! We could take the photo-albums and try to rip out as much spiderpaper (that goes between the pages) as we can till we are stopped by my former 'so called friend' or his former girlfriend! HA! That will teach them! Yes, we could have lotsa fun!!! Gotta go now, my new friend is waiting!
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