Showing posts with label Kinichi River. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 26, 2008

Duke Moose, a friend made from socks

Duke Moose is king of a small village. They call him “Duke” because the village is too small to call him a king. I mean, really. When I say small, I mean small. Did I mention the village is one he made himself out of paperclips? That’s small. Of course, I mean it’s small by village standards. It’s not small by paperclip standards. In fact, by paperclip standards, it’s positively huge. Okay. Let me be more precise. It’s about the size of a small room. I mean, not a small room like a closet. More like a small dining room. Okay. Let’s say it’s about 10 feet by 12 feet. And about eight feet tall.

Wow. That’s actually pretty darn huge for anything made out of paperclips.

Okay. Let me start again. Duke Moose is king of a 960-cubic-foot paperclip village he made himself. And since he made it himself, he can call himself anything he wants to. He chose “Duke”.

Oh, and “Moose” is the name his mother gave him. His mother is Duchess Elk Elk. She is the queen of…

Oh never mind. Isn’t Duke Moose cute?

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Dancy, a friend made from socks


“I AM THE ATOMIC POWERED ROBOT. PLEASE GIVE MY BEST WISHES TO EVERYBODY.”

There’s Dancy, stomping around with his ears in front of his face. He does this all the time. He flips his long, long ears over the front of his face, until they hit the ground. He can’t even see. Then he brings his curly red tail around the top of his head too, and pretends it’s a laser beam or something. Then he walks all over the room, proclaiming loudly who he is and what he wants to do. Today he is apparently a robot. He’s now repeated that line six times in the time it’s taken me to write this. Yesterday he was “THE LILY OF NEW PHILLY.” I don’t have any idea what that meant. But he wanted everyone to “TAKE A NUMBER, TAKE A SEAT.” Tomorrow he’ll probably be some sort of dinosaur or astronaut. Maybe a dinosaur astronaut.

Hey, Dancy, anything to say your new friends? “YES. TELL THEM I AM THE ATOMIC POWERED ROBOT.” Great. Well, dear friend, here’s the (ahem) atomic…powered…robot.

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