Wednesday, October 12, 2005

A Tale of Citrus-y Woe

Today wassen mesa first clumsiness-recovery class. Issen wassen berry... painful. Der manager of der class issen a human lady whosa belongen in a kindergarten teachen der little kiddies... or in a mental asylum. Mesa noah catchen hersa name - all right, mesa ignoren itsa on purpose. But shesa noah goin to finden out mesa name... Mesa in a class with 7 and 8 year olds, mesa noah gonna usen mesa real name! Mesa callen mesaself Bink Bink Jars until mesa getten out of here.

Oursa task for thissen lesson wassen to squeezen der juice from five lemons into a glass. First, wesa cutten der lemons in half. Mesa almost losen a finger. Three times. Well, maybe itsa wassen four.

Okay, six.

Several slices and berry many bandaids later, mesa haven der halves of five lemons. Thassen mussen have been der hard part, right? Mesa picken up half a lemon and squeezen itsa. And mesa getten lemon juice in mesa eyes! Eeeaaargh!!! Mesa fallen over in pain, and smushen der lemon into mesa other eye. EEEAAARGH!!!
Der embarrassen bit issen noah really dat mesa failed, but dat all der younglings had noah problem.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

keep working on it!

11:18 PM  
Blogger Master Yoda said...

Jar Jar,

Wear protective goggles you must when doing any kind of food preparation you are. How you are I know.

9:28 AM  

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