Monday, October 22, 2012

the cursed pencil

Little Lola loves pencils.  Once she cried for ages after one of the parrots chewed up a pencil... which Lola herself had given the parrot.  "Lola," I said exasperatedly, "why did you give the pencil to the bird if you didn't want the bird to chew it up?"

Sobbing, she said, "I didn't realize how much I would love him."  The pencil was mourned for days.

Each pencil lost at school is like a little death.  Days when no pencils are lost, we celebrate.

So naturally when I noticed a pencil rolling around in the driver's footwell of the Prius, I offered it to Lola.  It seemed a handsome pencil, with hearts on it.

"Lola, would you like this pencil?" I asked, extending it.

Lola drew herself back.  "Why, NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!"

"What? Is it a cursed pencil?  Is it the pencil of the devil?"

Lola recoiled.

"Does it have bad mojo?  I thought you loved pencils!"

Lola shuddered.  "Not THAT pencil."


NonymousGoatsePants said...

Poor Penciley. Forever alone.

Silliyak said...

Must not have been the sharpest pencil in the box, ground down by society, unlikely to leave a mark, all memories erased... perhaps a friend of towelie from South Park.

GodsKid said...

But is she at least over cuppie by now? ;)

Silliyak said...

Perhaps Penciley is a suspect in the death/disappearance of Cuppie?

hughman said...

I suspect it has something to do with the hearts. Lola abhors cheap sentiment.

the Drunken Housewife said...

We never hear about the Cuppy family, so evidently their passage is no longer mourned. Sic transit gloria mundi.

NonymousGoatsePants said...

Who's Gloria?

hughman said...

Gloria is the sick bus driver.