When asked, “Gabroll, what is your favorite thing to do ever?” I usually respond with a couple clarifying questions. For instance, I might say:
Me: “Well is it raining?”
You: “Yeah, okay. It’s raining.”
Me: “Does it involve me getting dangerously close to traffic?”
You: “Uhhh, oh–o-okay?”
Me: “Does it involve my slow migration across the street to continue said activity in the company of my friends, in the rain, dangerously close to traffic?”
You: “Yeah, whatever, just answer the question.”
Then my answer would DEFINITELY be THIS:
JUST BE CAREFUL! You see I was incredibly careful to ask all of those qualifying questions because if you remove JUST ONE of those qualifiers, it can only end in disaster! For instance, I tried this same scenario, only it WASN’T RAINING OUTSIDE. In fact, it was QUITE SUNNY. You know what THAT MEANS! More CAPS LOCK and also DISASTER! I had my friends videotape my attempt to dance vigorously in traffic, slowly migrating across the street when it WAS NOT raining out and I got hit by an Ice Cream truck! WARNING*** That link contains a video of me (not me) getting hit (sort of side swiped) by an ice cream truck! But you know who the real heroes are? My wonderful friends for not saying HEADS UP so I could avoid the ICE CREAM DISASTER.
Lastly, I have no idea a what I write about anymore. I was just talking to my grandma about it this last weekend and she was literally like, “David, I don’t understand your stories on your website blog. They’re hard to follow! It’s almost like you just write what comes to your mind and you hit ‘Submit’ as fast as you can so there is no chance of you proof-reading what you have just written to ensure cohesiveness in your stories.” and I was just like, “My name isn’t David, nana!!!!”
