A tiny story.

monkeyfrog:

Once upon a time there was a princess who loved popsicles. She wanted to eat popsicles every day, and her fiance prince was happy to deliver. 

The prince and princess married, and the prince refused to give the princess popsicles ever again. He wouldn’t even discuss popsicles or make eye contact with the princess. Among other things.

So the princess left the tower and moved to a cabin in the woods. She began interviewing frogs, and one of the frogs was very nice.

Sadly, the frog had no popsicles.

The end.

I just read this aloud at the bar. And there was much rejoicing. 

  1. naimhe said: it’s a lovely story but the comments are hysterical
  2. tj said: That’s the saddest fucking fairy tale I ever heard. Err… I mean… well… not “fucking” I guess… bad word choice there.
Blog comments powered by Disqus