Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for May 14, 2012
Transcript:
Noise: SMASH! Mom: ALICE! FOR the last time! Stop throwing your toys! Alice: Sorry, Mom, that one must've slipped. It's dinnertime and the Weekins are real hungry. "Uh-oh!" says Mr. Weekin. "All we've got to eat is a rubber doughnut and a bottle of infant formula!" "I'll go to the store," says Ms. Weekin. "I'm glad this skirt also works as a rocket nozzle! I'll get there quickly and avoid volcanoes!" "Here I go!" says Ms. Weekin.
I sympathize with Alice, she was using her imagination.