Thursday morning, Thor's day, remember. It is only five but I have chased "I" around the yard as she woke the neighbors with her barking. The weather is beautiful. I wish it would stay Fall all year long.
When I talked to my sister yesterday morning she asked if I might have been in Wichita the day before. "Of course not," I answered. Why did you ask?" "Because," she said, "I read in the Leavenworth Times where a Little Debbie Truck was robbed and a load of Little Debbie's stolen." Dang, now that's a robbery worth pulling.
Visions dance across my mind. Myself, stacks of Little Debbie's along beside me. Variety's of every kind. My eyes glaze over with the sight. My mouth waters and I have to shake myself to keep from snacking on my finger, I am instantly hungry.
Then I vision the police coming to my door. Some big cop pushing me aside to bellow. "Where are they." "Where's what," I gulp as I try to brush crumbs from my mouth. Guilt written all over my face. Officer," I would cry, "Honest I didn't do it." The Officer would look around to see all the empty wrappers strewn across the floor. "Oops," It looks like I've been busted.
Now I didn't go to Wichita and I didn't steal all those Debbie's. But if I had been in the vicinity and the truck had been unlocked. Who could say what would have happened. The reason my sister thought I might be guilty was number one, There was Little Debbie's involved, number two there was boxes and empty wrappers all over the ground at the scene. Now that is what I would have done. Once I had all those cakes in my procession I would have never been able to make my get away before I started snacking. A truck load of Little Debbies. What a dream come true.
Now I have not pulled any robberies but I better stay away from trucks loaded with Little Debbie's just in case. But I guess for today I should try to make my way once again out of Blogland. I'm brushing the crumbs off my mouth as I go. Excuse me I just burped. Too much cake. See you, I'm outta here.
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