12.12.2005

Sword.

When I was a little kid I thought if I wished for a sword often enough it would eventually show up. And I was always pretty sure it was goung to show up in my parents closet. Needless to say I spent more than a few brief moments rumaging around, looking for that sword. I never found one of course, which is almost assuredly for the best. Just imagine what I would have done to Chelsea's My Little Pony dolls if I'd had a sword instead of scissors! So to Mom & Dad, sorry for going through your closet, but thanks for never buying me a sword.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

The sword was in the hall closet.

Love,

Dad

Zac said...

Hahaha, the one closet I didn't check!