*** Report details were entered by Customer *** I traveled over vast valleys and mountain tops, through much peril, to finally reach my destination, KFC. The warm heated building was comfortable after walking through the cold. A chill negative in degrees. A smile on my face. A hope in my heart. I looked over the menu with glee. I spoke with a woman who’s dialect was from a foreign land, perhaps from a land I have never been to. “How exciting” I thought as I proceeded to place my order. I paid and she handed me my change, eleven twenty two. I smiled at her as I waited patiently for my food to be prepared. I watched with much wonder. Strangely they all gathered around in a circle and began to mumble words to one another. Perhaps the food is prepared through magic!? With much anticipation my heart beat. They chatted and moved and poked about with no output. Perhaps this wasn’t a magical feat? After waiting and watching and waiting and watching they finally completed my meal. With no time to waste I headed home, excited to see how a warm tummy would feel. I survived the wandering wild yetis as I traversed homeward; safely I arrived. At my cottage I sat at the table and opened the bag to find something to my surprise. They had forgotten the mashed potatoes and the delicious coleslaw! I crawled under my table and began to cry as I curled up into a ball. I sucked on my thumb as I rocked back and forth, wondering who could ever be so mean – or dumb. I looked out my window while a blizzard rolled in; there was no way I was going back. Behind my vision a mouse crept in and feasted on my tiny meal pack. Before I knew it all was gone and I took a dive at the mouse towards the table. If only they had not forgotten my two sides perhaps the mouse would still be alive in this little tail or fable
Submitted December 03, 2014 at 06:19PM by alage21 http://ift.tt/1yRMikD
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