RE: Tonguewizard And The Journey For The Perfect Instrument
05-12-2012, 03:19 AM
Tonguewizard considered a number of plans for outdoing the brussels sprout chef's marvelous poem.
The first idea that came to mind was performing a poem in interpretive dance, but there were two problems with that: first, Tonguewizard still had no idea what his poem would be, and second, Tonguewizard was just a tongue and it was hard to conduct a proper interpretive dance without arms or legs.
Then he considered sloppy makeouts, which were pretty much the only kind of makeouts he was capable of. But he couldn't; he despised the taste of brussels sprouts, and to be honest, he suspected the chef had bad breath.
Finally, he gave up. He had no ideas. He would have to admit defeat and return home.
And then his cellphone alarm went off. It was 12:00 now. Tonguewizard had spent so much time thinking about how to get past this obstacle that his magic had changed.
Thinking quickly, Tonguewizard used his magic to summon Poetry Pete, the master of plant poetry, to assist him in this contest. Surely the right poem, presented through Pete's expert performance, would grant Tonguewizard victory!
But what was the right poem? Tonguewizard still needed to figure that out.
The first idea that came to mind was performing a poem in interpretive dance, but there were two problems with that: first, Tonguewizard still had no idea what his poem would be, and second, Tonguewizard was just a tongue and it was hard to conduct a proper interpretive dance without arms or legs.
Then he considered sloppy makeouts, which were pretty much the only kind of makeouts he was capable of. But he couldn't; he despised the taste of brussels sprouts, and to be honest, he suspected the chef had bad breath.
Finally, he gave up. He had no ideas. He would have to admit defeat and return home.
And then his cellphone alarm went off. It was 12:00 now. Tonguewizard had spent so much time thinking about how to get past this obstacle that his magic had changed.
Thinking quickly, Tonguewizard used his magic to summon Poetry Pete, the master of plant poetry, to assist him in this contest. Surely the right poem, presented through Pete's expert performance, would grant Tonguewizard victory!
But what was the right poem? Tonguewizard still needed to figure that out.