There was a boy, once upon a time. He lived in a forest, surrounded by trees. Once upon a time, there was also a tall wall surrounding the forest. On the other side of that wall was the Land of Once Upon A Time.
‘Coo!’ squealed the boy. ‘I can’t wait afore I scale ye over that wall, thither and whence it shall leadeth me, I never can guesse.’
So, once upon a time, the boy collected a collection of objects which he called his ‘collection.’ Within the collection there was the following collection:
- A whistle
- A komodo
- A bow tie
- A tied bow
- Another whistle
- Chocolate biscuits
- A brain teaser game similar to Sudoku, and
- A hyena mask
Yet nothing had he packed with which he could climb upon and upover that wall surrounding that forest in that once upon a time. The boy blew his whistles and tied his bows (he didn’t have time for the puzzle that was a bit like Sudoku), but yea, verily, no rope or slingshot or crane (or any other bird) had he packed!
And that little boy was me.
And have I learned my lesson? NO SIR! Yesterday I went for a drive in my Monkmobile but forgot to take my keys! WHOOPS!
In which ways have YOU been a DOOFUS lately?