Friday, January 27, 2012

How To Rid Your Neighborhood Of Thiefs

The following includes the steps on how to make your home safe. If you have been worried about your belongings being robbed by a burglar, then take this advice from your friendly neighborhood 5-year-old!

When you think of humans, what is it that they all need? That's right! Food! Lots of yummy, delicious, home-cooked food. Robbers are no exception. So, the best way to trick them is to get them to think that your home is not actually a home, but a restaurant! "Perfect!" you say, "for a person who breaks into houses would immediately leave if he were to think your vicinity was not a house at all, but a place for food!". O'contraire, my feeble-minded friend. The robber would not leave, but insist upon staying. For, after all, do restaurants not have more money on hand than your local household? "But," you might ask, "why would you want the burglar to stay?" Why, to poison him, of course! And heres how its done.

This plan requires lots of thinking ahead, and it is advised that you join forces with one of your neighbors. Perhaps the boy next door, with whom you might go to school with. You, one of your family members, and said boy each decide the roll in which you will play in this scheme. For instance, you and your sister... er... family member might be the waitresses, while the boy acts as the 5-star chef. The back yard should be set up to resemble the patio of a fine dining location. If you find you are short on real chairs and tables, you can always put a table cloth on top of the plastic turtle-shaped sand box in order to disguise it as something other than a child's play thing. Chairs, in this case, would be unnecessary. After all, it may be a Japanes-style restaurant, where sitting on the ground is kinda normal. Now that everything is in place, you are ready. When an unfortunate bandit stables upon your vicinity, be ready to assume your rolls. After the necessary convincing in the maters of restaurant vs home, a waitresses will seat the oblivious thief in the finest spot there is to offer: the patio. The second waitress might hand the burglar a menu, possibly made of construction paper. True, the list for food might be short, but the fact that every item is top-of-the-line makes up for the lack in choice. The bandit will make his decision, in which the waitress will take the order back to the cook, who will then begin his work. Shortly after the food is finished, the bad man has eaten his full, he will possibly get up in order to rob you, but will fall short (literally) and you will find that he is most likely dead. And here is why: each recipe is thought out into a very precise and prestigious pattern. The list of ingredients for each food is as followed:

Peanut Butter and Jelly:
Bread made of hardened mud
Peanut butter made of smashed up acorns, sand, and water
Jelly made of night shade berries

Pizza:
Mud and sand crust
Topped with clovers, flowers, and rocks
Sause made with night shade berries

Tacos:
Giant weed leafs as tortillas
Filled with sand, rocks, clovers, and night shade berries

Kool-aid:
Water colored with night shade berries

Water:
Water stirred with a pencil

Clearly, every item is made to look exactly like the original, but with certain twists. Every food, with the exception of the water (which is contaminated with the all-powerful lead, causing lead poisoning), is tinged with night shade, a very deadly berry found in the woods. A robber would never see it coming.

So forget about your worries! This plan is fail-proof. You can return your million-dollar safety systems and take your money out of the bank and stick it in your sock drawer instead! With this system, you will be safe.



This situation is completely hypothetical. If you believe there to be any resemblance between the made-up characters (i.e. waitress sisters and boy next door) and real life people, you are fooling yourself. Again, this situation is completely hypothetical. If you believe there to be any resemblance between the made-up characters (i.e. waitress sisters and boy next door) and real life people, you are fooling yourself.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Making Time For Candy


I could really go for a Ring Pop right now.

I was just recalling a memory from a few months ago. Two of my best friends were coming to pick me up from college and take me home for my sister's homecoming event. I wanted to buy each of them their favorite drink and candy to show my gratitude. I knew that the girl liked Reese's (I just now realized that it is NOT spelled like the child's free/fun time after lunch. My life has been altered.) and Dr. Pepper. The boy, however, liked Brisk and... something. I wasn't sure what that something was, so I did the only think I could do: I asked him. Of course, I phrased it in a way that he wouldn't guess. I told him I was excited about the two of them coming, and then brought up something that he had mentioned right before I left. That is, the fact that even though we were such good friends, there was still a lot we didn't know about each other. In other words, I said this:

Man, I was thinking about how you said we don't really know each other. I don't even know your favorite candy! And candy is like, my thing!

He replied by informing me that he liked York mints. He also said:
And you like Skittles. Wait! No! ... Ring Pops!

Whoa. Even I had forgotten my favorite candy. I do prefer Ring Pops over everything else! I just didn't remember. Interesting.

I've been back at school for about a week now, but we just started classes the other day. It's been a month since I last wrote, so I figured a new post was long over-due. Speaking of over due, I seriously need to go to the library. I'm hoping I can run over there before the time for me to leave for work comes. So I'll just have to write really fast.

Or...

I could just leave it at this and be on my way.

But then again, I'm so comfortable here in my chair with my fuzzy purple blanket, wearing shorts instead of those annoying jeans. *sigh*. Such is life.

I decided the other day that I should probably start working out a bit. Yeah, okay, this isn't one of those New Years Resolution things. To be honest, I can't remember the last time I actually made a resolution. Anyway, I have only just started, but theres something I've noticed about this attempt that has been different from past trials. Instead of doing it at night with the hopes that I would have the time, I've decided to do it in the morning. See, the thing about working out is that instead of making room for it in your schedule, you need to put it in your schedule. Okay, yeah, that sounds the same, but seriously, it makes sense. Well, in my mind, anyway.

Shoot, I really need to go to the library.