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.
Monday, 1 June 2009
Ye Olde Days IV
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How about a pork sword?
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