Iris overheard me in part leaving a phone message for our friend Joyce, a rather banal message, but Iris was nosy. "What was that you were saying in the message?"
"Oh, I was just returning Joyce's call."
"But what were you saying?"
"I asked her if she wanted to come over and bash Hassenpfeffer* with me. I said that if she wanted to bring a small club, that would be okay, and we could chase you around and whack at you."
"And then we could hang up candy way up high, out of your reach, and watch you and Lubrick** jump up and try to get it."
"That sounds like fun!"
"Then we could throw eggs at you guys. We'd put you in the backyard and throw eggs at you and give points for whoever hit you."
"That sounds terrible! And you would lose anyway."
"What, you think Joyce would win? You'd get hit more, anyway, because you're larger. You make a better target."
"You'd lose! I want to play the candy game, though. Candy canes!"
Iris left the room and went off to find Lola. "They're going to hang candy up high and we're going to try to get it down."
"But I can't reach that high," Lola said in a tiny voice.
"We'll use glowsticks to get it down."
Hassenpfeffer = Iris
Lubrick = Lola
Glowsticks are magical. They are often used to reach high candies.
i agee. glowsticks are resistant to all efforts to supress their power. candy rules. long live candy.
You inspire me to be a better mother. I must find candy canes and glow sticks. That would please my husband very much. He loves to taunt the children and laugh at them.
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