Sung to the tune of, "The Twelve Days of Christmas"
On the first day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, a bungalow on Third Street.
On the second day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, two flippy floppies and a bungalow on Third Street.
On the third day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, three close airports, two flippy floppies, and a bungalow on Third Street.
On the fourth day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, four fish tacos, three close airports, two flippy floppies, and a bungalow on Third Street.
On the fifth day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, five apartment rooms, four fish tacos, three close airports, two flippy floppies, and a bungalow on Third Street.
One the sixth day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, six local mountains, five apartment rooms, four fish tacos, three close airports, two flippy floppies, and a bungalow on Third Street.
On the seventh day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, seven days of sunshine, six local mountains, five apartment rooms, four fish tacos, three close airports, two flippy floppies, and a bungalow on Third Street.
On the eighth day of Chanukah Laguna gave to me, eight months of summer, seven days of sunshine, six local mountains, five apartment rooms, four fish tacos, three close airports, two flippy floppies, and a bungalow on Third Street.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Scrunchy the Elephant
Meet Scrunchy... your typical Californian elephant.
He's pretty chill, as you can see by his demeanor and facial expression. And his shoulders - he looks so relaxed! The tusks look a little intimidating, but don't be scared. It's all for show; he won't hurt you.
Scrunchy recently moved to California, and not until he made the trek did he believe that the move was good for his health. There's a lot of sunshine to warm his skin daily, sand to sift between his toes, and new sports that he could try. He's really good at beach volleyball; the trunk helps in that department. Paddleboarding - not so much. (He doesn't really like talking about the paddleboarding experience, so you'd be better off not bringing it up.) And he was doing these things all by himself, which reminded him how lonely he was. If only Scrunchy had a friend.
One day Scrunchy was walking down the street, enjoying a sbucks and a chocolate croissant, when something beautiful stopped him dead in his tracks. Was this another California elephant sitting on the bench on Forest Avenue? For all he knew, he was the only elephant living in this California town and was just starting to accept the fact that he may never find an elephant friend, confidant, or even a possible companion. Scrunchy needed to explore the possibilities. He knew he was a good looking bull, so he settled down and started flirting. His job, at that moment, was to woo this beautiful piece of trunk.
Who could turn down that flirty face? Her name was Dolores, and my was she perfect for Scrunchy. Scrunchy approached and ask her out. And she said yes! If Scrunchy had his way, he'd be jumping for joy...
...but this elephant had to keep his cool. He knew that if he let it all show, Dolores would think he was such a dork! So, he stayed fly. They exchanged numbers and he told her he'd pick her up at 8. And as he walked away, all Dolores could think was that she was the luckiest elephant in California! I mean, who could say no to the cutest elephant in town...especially one with the cutest lil tush EVER!
The End.
He's pretty chill, as you can see by his demeanor and facial expression. And his shoulders - he looks so relaxed! The tusks look a little intimidating, but don't be scared. It's all for show; he won't hurt you.
Scrunchy recently moved to California, and not until he made the trek did he believe that the move was good for his health. There's a lot of sunshine to warm his skin daily, sand to sift between his toes, and new sports that he could try. He's really good at beach volleyball; the trunk helps in that department. Paddleboarding - not so much. (He doesn't really like talking about the paddleboarding experience, so you'd be better off not bringing it up.) And he was doing these things all by himself, which reminded him how lonely he was. If only Scrunchy had a friend.
One day Scrunchy was walking down the street, enjoying a sbucks and a chocolate croissant, when something beautiful stopped him dead in his tracks. Was this another California elephant sitting on the bench on Forest Avenue? For all he knew, he was the only elephant living in this California town and was just starting to accept the fact that he may never find an elephant friend, confidant, or even a possible companion. Scrunchy needed to explore the possibilities. He knew he was a good looking bull, so he settled down and started flirting. His job, at that moment, was to woo this beautiful piece of trunk.
The End.
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