Yesterday I saw a snail jumping out of a window. He was happy.
Happy to finally try out the sensational bungee-jumping. I met him afterwards
at a dinner table. He was sitting right next to Robin Hood. He told me that he
had given it a lot of thought and decided upon joining a different kind of
Army. I asked him if he really still believed in the power of good. Snail told
me he was fed up with such a question, turned on his spirally coiled shell and
flew off using his stalked eyes.
Since then I have been hearing about various attacks upon rich
people. And about snails.
No comments:
Post a Comment