Centipede
There was a lonely guy who decided that life would be more fun if he had a pet.
He went to the pet store and told the owner that he wanted to buy an unusual pet. After some discussion, he finally bought a centipede. It came in a little white box to use for his house. He took the box back home, found a good location and decided he would start off by taking his new pet to the park.
So he asked the centipede in the box, "Would you like to go to the park with me?"
But there was no answer from his new pet. This bothered him a bit, but he waited a few minutes and then asked him again, "How about going to the park with me?"
But again, there was no answer from his new friend and pet. So he waited a few minutes more, thinking about the situation. He decided to ask him one more time; this time putting his face up against the centipede's house and shouting, "Hey, in there! Would you like to go to the park with me?"
A little voice came out of the box, "I heard you the first time! I'm putting on my shoes."
6 comments:
Oh, my god, that's funny!
That's funny, because a centipede would have so many shoes, and it would take a really long time for it to put them on...and what really makes it funny is the juxtaposition of the main character expecting the centipede to talk, when usually, they don't, and the surprise of the critter *actually talking*.
Yes. That's a good one.
I wonder though if the centipede came with shoes from the pet store or if they magically appeared in the cage. You'd need a cage with smaller bars for a centipede, I suppose. Or possibly some kind of screen. And a discount shoe store, that's for sure. I'd hate to have to buy shoes for a centipede at retail price.
Do you think ducks eat centipedes?
Cenobyte, I miss you *so* much...
I wouldn't eat a centipede if I were a duck. Their shoes would probably give me a tummy ache.
I wouldn't eat centipedes if I were shoes, either. Nor would I eat shoes if I were a centipede. However, if I were starving to death and the only thing I was offered to eat was either centipedes or shoes, I think I would ask for a different waiter.
(sigh)
I miss you too, Amy. And Snoozy.
Hey! I have an idea! Why don't you all move to where *I* am? That's a GREAT idea! Then we won't have to miss each other!
Sometimes I'm so smart I scare myself.
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