Post by †CarolynΩDevinΩTony† on May 28, 2011 17:15:18 GMT -5
Bumpy
I walked into Marshalls with my mom and sister, Kathleen.
“Look! It’s pink stuff!” My sister, who loved hot pink, said laughing. I grinned and went over with her.
“OMG! Look. At this. Cup.” I told her, picking up a hot-pink cup with bumps all over it. “I’m getting it and naming him Bumpy!” I told her when she reached to get it out of my hands and buy it for herself.
“Aw! Oh, well.” She sighed and we both started to look for my mom.
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When we found her, I told her Bumpy’s sad story.
“Mom, he was just sitting there. He was all lonely, yearning for someone to drink from him!” I explained, clutching Bumpy closely.
She sighed. “How much?”
“$2.99!” I told her excitedly.
“Ok, we’ll get it.” She replied.
“Him.” I corrected, smiling.
Kathleen got jealous of my relationship with Bumpy, and got 2 cups. One was blue and one was green. They were the kids where you put them in the freezer and they freeze up and stuff ;D
“Jellin is the green one, and Jelly is the blue one!” She announced on the car ride home.
I nuzzled Bumpy and stared out the window.
I was Mrs. Bumpy forever.
