I recently took a trip to Arizona to visit my friend Troy. I recall not looking forward to the flight home as it was an overnight flight taking me from Phoenix to Atlanta to Minneapolis. It seemed a bit daft to fly from sea to shining sea just to get back to a point in between, but I never professed the airline industry made any sort of sense.
However, on my way to Atlanta I spotted a man on a black and white striped shirt bearing a striking resemblance to the Hamburglar- of McDonalds fame. I often what happened to the hamburglar. Was he finally caught and jailed for all those hamburgers he stole? Where was he now? Was he still stealing hamburgers, leaving children devastated everwhere?
I finally got my answer. just before i lost consciousness, I saw him standing in the aisle with that boyish grin that made me long for a greasy, delicious McDonalds hamburger. That or the effects of opium running through my blood.
He's in aAtlanta folks. I wouldn't be surprised if Grimace and company retired to Atlanta as well.
PS: Happy one year anniversary to Creatathon! Hopefully there'll be more posts in the next year.
1 comment:
Sarah, how did I not know that you're blogging? I feel even more like a neglectful friend than before...we've known each other all our lives, I wish we were actually close enough to act like it!! Let's get together soon, I would really like that a lot.
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