When I'm in a neon pink mood, I crave excitement, adventure, and of all things circuses! I
Love them! the clowns, the elephants, the cotton candy! I used to dream about being part of them.
My friend and I always plan our Friday nights together. we do it religiously, to the point that if one of us blows off the other, that person is dammed for the rest of the week, until next Friday. With that in mind i had to consider which was the worst of the two evils, blowing Carol off, or missing the circus. The most logical idea is to bring Carol with me to the circus. pity clowns make her sneeze and elephants give her hives. forcing her through that would be mean and just illogical.
I picked up the phone and called Carol.
"I'm sorry Carol, But I've caught a terrible cold." I said in my most sickly voice.
"Oh really?" Carol said "Or are you trying to blow me off? or are you really sick?"
I thought about that for second then said "actually I am blowing you off, see you Friday!"
with that i hung up the phone, pulled on my neon-pink scarf, and headed for the door.
A condemned week I think i can handle. besides, I might meet a cute clown.
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