theprof00 on 02 January 2012
Oops, I was all set to go and then forgot.
Anyhoo:
As day started to break, Timmy hungrily jumped out of bed, excited to complete the story he had been denied to begin the previous day. He fumbled with the lock, greedily contemplating the grand scene ahead of him. The door flung open, banging into the wall and he stumbled down the stairs, rushing to the battle yard. He plopped down into the sandbox still putting an over-all over his shoulder. The group seemed incomplete. It also smelled.
In the corner was a big pile of sand covered doodie with a army man stuck in it.
"Oh well", Timmy concluded, "that one wasn't special anyway"
-"but then who did it", he questioned, hovering a accusatory finger over each.
Day 2 Begin!
