The 10 litre beverage of a green colour had an interesting flavour. It did him the favour of putting a metre of his favourite humour into the centre of his boring day.

It makes no sense, but whatever.

If you'd humour me and do me a favour by fetching me a litre of my favourite flavour of ice cream in the little coloured building a few metres from the centre of town, I'd be grateful.

*gasps*

The 10 litre beverage of a green colour had an interesting flavour. It did him the favour of putting a metre of his favourite humour into the centre of his boring day.

 

It makes no sense, but whatever.

My parents are the exact same way. This is a transcript of the conversation:

Parent: Remove all of the twigs from the ground. They make the yard look too brown.

Me: So I remove the twigs to expose the soil underneath?

Parent:... just do it.

Dangit-- I was going to make a blog entry about the yardwork I am doing this week. Ah, well, there goes my originality.

~EW~

Would you humour and do me the favour of getting me ice cream in my favourite flavour? You can find a litre of it, in the colour green, about a metre from the centre of the room.

My least favourite form of yard work is digging holes in really rocky, clay-like, and ant-filled ground. And it's always holes for big Sequoia trees too... >_<

"Yardwork is Hardwork!"

Bfamone and xccj get prizes. Varaka can too, but the others' made more sense.

XD

Thanks.