Friday, May 21, 2010

Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury

Oh y'know, up and down. taking it easy. Writing this blog. Every so often, I'm humbled. It does matter. Fight on, POTSies. Emails are always welcome.

Memoirs
[Dialogue. Present Day.]

Wait, Travelocity? Travelocity.
Yeah?
Travelocity! Like Travel + Velocity...!
[Aha moment] Are you kidding?!
NO!
Wha--
I know! It's genius!
And all this time, I thought it was just a weird word.
Yeah, like, travel-o-city.
Like Luck-o-the-Irish
Or Cheeri-o-suitcase!

ha...HAHA!
What.
Remember when you thought...when you...haha.
I know what you're going to say.
Remember when you thought a porta-potty was a PORTAL POTTY?
Like a magical telephone booth for big kids.
AH HAHAHAHA.
Yes I remember. Stop laughing. But it wasn't my idea. It was the guinea pig girl.
She came up with it?
Yeah. Pretty sad that I took that idea.
Portal Potty. Haha. That girl, did she even have a name?
No. She'll live on forever as the only person we ever knew with a guinea pig.
And a sincere appreciation for toilet transport.
We salute you, GPG.
[salutes] WAIT. AND she had a lawn gnome!
[gasps]
Travelocity, my friend. Travel-o-city.

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1 comment:

  1. Omigosh-
    Brilliant!
    LOL

    Great post!!!

    ReplyDelete