Let's just say Mr. Cacahouete is a person of his own kind, trying to survive in this cruel world, making a good future for himself and Mrs... nope, no kid yet but that's ok coz kids are pain in the fesses, if i may say so, not to say that they are famous for their atrocities and they suck you dry, phyically and mentally. So now, everyday in the morning, Mr. Cacahouete sets out to work, saying goodbye to his lovely tiny babblative wife. Looking tan, just as a cacahouete should look like, he arrives at work and startes doing his stuffs. As the day goes by, as more and more bugaboos get solved, Mr. Cacahouete becomes ... how do I say it ... RED! Yes, red it is. Why? No idea. Apparently, it is due to his ire. The more shirty he is, the redder he gets. Been like that for a while now, and that's how he's known as from then on ... RED ... like the red spanish peanut! Lol .. Pretty amazing eh? Becareful Mr. Cacahouete or you'll remain red forever. ; )
Oh well ... just a short piece written for someone who has ... Red's Tales!!!
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