Monday 1 June 2009

Ye Olde Days IV



Son, I'm afraid you're just not tall enough for a sword yet.

But Father when shall I be tall enough?

I don't know. How about we try again next year?

But Father, you say that I'm too short every year.

I know. But I don't think you understand the gravitas of this situation Son. You see, when you own a sword it is a very special weapon that is personal to it's specific user. Do you understand what I mean by that?

Not really Father.

Well, in layman's terms; It ain't all slashing and hueing off heads and running men through with your sword.

It's not?

Actually, yeah it is. Hehe. But you're still not having a sword.

1 comment:

John said...

How about a pork sword?