Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Marcus the Great Swampi
Marcus: I am Marcus, the Great Swampi.
Cyndi: I think you mean the Great Swami.
Marcus: Okay, I am the Great Swami. I see all. I know everything.
Cyndi: Good, then you can tell me what happened to the treat stash I was saving for a cold night.
Marcus: It was eaten by ... I'm sorry, I can't tell who it was.
Cyndi: You can't tell because you can't see, or you can't tell because you're the guilty party?
Marcus: I have a question for you. If you can answer, I will try again to see who ate your stash.
Marcus: Why did Jan put roller skates on her rocking chair?
Cyndi: Because the ice skates were too wobbly?
Marcus: What ice skates? I asked about roller skates? So why?
Cyndi: I don't believe Jan put roller skates on anything. She likes her feet on the ground!
Marcus: Sorry, bad example. Why did the teenager next door put roller skates on her rocking chair?
Cyndi: She can't. They don't have a rocking chair.
Marcus: Okay, why did the teenager next door put roller skates on OUR rocking chair?
Cyndi: Oh, that's easy. Because she wanted to rock and roll. So who ate my stash?
Taylor: Hi, Marcus, I see you're dressed like a giraffe again. Hey, don't go. I was joking.
Marcus: You broke my concentration. I need to go lie down.
Cyndi: Now I'll never know who ate my treat stash.
Taylor: Oh, that's easy. Marcus ate it last night.