Success, we guess.
Entry Number Two:
Word of the entry: CONFABULATION.
Whence thine eyes take in full view the glory of this word amongst its fellow communiqués, we thusly will present thee with a gift of utmost insurmountable wonder.
Today, we were dismayed to discover that we were unable to journey to Mecca (i.e. Philadelphia). In lieu of this, we ventured out into the dark stormy afternoon. First, we took a pilgrimage to the almighty DEPOSITORY. Bethany stole some money (that was a lie) and then we walked back to the Runkel's place of residence. Before returning, however, we discovered that all confabulation is merely comprised of the telling and re-telling of stories which thusly remind people of other stories. Which are then told over and over again. Thusly.
In hopes of making up for our failed jihad, we sauntered on down to the old Thrift Shoppe where we discussed the absurdity of some of the items. We went to look for a skirt for Bethany because she admitted that Marybeth's attire from the previous day had inspired her! Alas, we did not prevail. We were unsuccessful in our quest. However, we were blessed with the good fortune of finding some suitable pieces of clothing. It was fantastic!
We apologize for not telling you about our Awesome Cake experience. Perhaps one day we will, when the time is right. For now, we must bid you a fond farewell. Adieu.
Word of the entry: CONFABULATION.
Whence thine eyes take in full view the glory of this word amongst its fellow communiqués, we thusly will present thee with a gift of utmost insurmountable wonder.
Today, we were dismayed to discover that we were unable to journey to Mecca (i.e. Philadelphia). In lieu of this, we ventured out into the dark stormy afternoon. First, we took a pilgrimage to the almighty DEPOSITORY. Bethany stole some money (that was a lie) and then we walked back to the Runkel's place of residence. Before returning, however, we discovered that all confabulation is merely comprised of the telling and re-telling of stories which thusly remind people of other stories. Which are then told over and over again. Thusly.
In hopes of making up for our failed jihad, we sauntered on down to the old Thrift Shoppe where we discussed the absurdity of some of the items. We went to look for a skirt for Bethany because she admitted that Marybeth's attire from the previous day had inspired her! Alas, we did not prevail. We were unsuccessful in our quest. However, we were blessed with the good fortune of finding some suitable pieces of clothing. It was fantastic!
We apologize for not telling you about our Awesome Cake experience. Perhaps one day we will, when the time is right. For now, we must bid you a fond farewell. Adieu.