Wednesday, January 7, 2009

fantasyland








Well, there we were in fantasyland..the land of sweet characters, princesses, and innocence. ORLANDO home of Mickey, Goofy, Cinderella. All happy happy and joy joy. But wait! What did we hear? Pull Over! I gotta go! That is not a good sound as anyone knows who has been with one of the Stark girls when they are hit with the dreaded "Stark Disease", otherwise known as IBS. When we say pull over......lets just say if it ain't done quick enough we will suddenly develop a funny gait, much like a duck waddle, used to prevent the Blowout! Luckily we were right by the golden arches. Philip cranked it into the parking lot just in time. Deciding to use the time wisely he proceeded to pump gas as we waited. Climbing back into the car, a motion catches his eye. Wow, it was a SUV blasting into the lot with a cop on his tail! The cop barely stopped rolling before he jumped out of the car. Oh, this was getting good. And it got better. He didn't casually stroll up to the SUV but rushed it instead. Not only that but he had his hand on his weapon as he approached the vehicle! WOW! They take traffic violations seriously in happyland. It got even better. That cop was not happy. He was yelling and screaming at the guy in the car. I sure was scared. He looked really furious! He said something about stopping in the middle of the street, and picking something up there. Then he stuck his face clear into the car and yelled REALLY loud "Get out! Get out!" Then I knew he was going to throw that sucker down right in the parking lot of MacDonalds. But then the passenger door opened and a tiny, little blonde came calmly sauntering out. What did my eye behold? A real live Hooker! The cop kept yelling GET and she just calmly walked away. Philip couldn't see her as well as I could so I had to do the tail work. "Where's she at now? " She's walking down the sidewalk" "Where's she at now?" Crossing the street."Where's she at now?" I don't know I can't see her. Let's go see where she went.(Me) O.K. (Philip as he checks to make sure he has his "piece"..... For 1 second we thought of Wende. Oh wow she is missing it all, Then we drove away to follow the chick leaving Wende on the potty throne. We pulled out of the drive searching every direction and couldn't see her at all. As Philip, brave man that he is, went through the street light he said, "Oh Wende is going to be p----d at us." So he cranks a big one and slides back into the parking lot just as Wende starts out the door! PHEW. We motion her to hurry and get in and we are off again on a hooker hunt. This time we go through the intersection and it suddenly gets dark. Very dark. Like scary dark and Wende wisely say "I don't think this is a neighborhood we want to be in." We all agree and head back for the lights and the illlusion that goes with them that all is well in Happyland...as long as you don'tgo too far past fantasy and venture into reality!

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