Aug 15, 2006 13:02
Once upon a time there was a deer in a forest. He walked along, all alone in the world, and he came upon a mud bog. Upon considering his opinion of the bog, he decided that, despite the advise he had previously received from the Purple Tree Monster six years prior, and despite the fact that his heart was palpitating because of all the caffeine he had ingested that morning, that he would walk along the top of the mud in the bog. All was well as he placed one foot, then another, onto the top of the mud. He began walking across without sinking at all. He considered the implications of a deer, untrained in the ways of mud-walking, walking quite confidently across an unmapped mud bog. While his thoughts drifted to stardom, three birds flew down and stirred up the mud. For any other deer, this might have caused an issue, but for this particular deer, it did not. He still managed to skip across, albeit at an accelerated pace, except that when he got to the very end, it was water instead of mud and he fell in after all.
Somewhere one town over, the neighbor baking a pie thought of his grandmother. The pie exploded in the oven, because it wasn't actually a pie at all, but a bag of popcorn that he had mistaken for a pie. There were flowers on the paper towels in which he used to clean up the mess. The flowers were purple.
The little deer survived his fall in the muddy water, but the mud bog and water sucked a lot and the birds rejoiced b/c they thought the whole thing was quite funny. The catfish in the bog were quite unhappy with the whole situation however, and began an anti-deer protest, of which the deer was never aware.
As we glance back through time then, we see the paper towel as it was created, from the wood chippings of a great purple tree, probably containing a Purple Tree Monster, in the middle of a forest with a few deer and some mud bogs. Don't look in the mirror, the sky is falling, and there is cold, moldy pizza in the fridge.