09-01-2011, 09:34 AM
Yesterday evening, myself, my wife, and our wonderful son headed off on a picnic. My wife had brought some hamburgers and French fries from McDonald's, and we headed off to surprise my son's supposed best friend, Big Cody (his cousin) with an invitation to this picnic at a local park.
Big Cody, fresh back from seeing some movie, didn't want to go. So, my son's disappointment in tow, we headed off to the park, anyway.
A few minutes later, and we were there. There were a few people practicing softball, but no kids crawling all over the playground equipment. After a bit, a little girl happened along, and my son and she played for a while.
Either today or tomorrow, I will try to cut our grass. It got put off a few days ago, because I felt bad. So, oh so soon, the Grass Piper must be paid. I will declare war, once more, and countless minions of the Grass Lord will fall before my blade. In the short time that I have been upon this world, I have slain millions of his minions. Yet, even still, they march, Hell-bent on overcoming all of mankind. These are the Greenkin.
Big Cody, fresh back from seeing some movie, didn't want to go. So, my son's disappointment in tow, we headed off to the park, anyway.
A few minutes later, and we were there. There were a few people practicing softball, but no kids crawling all over the playground equipment. After a bit, a little girl happened along, and my son and she played for a while.
Either today or tomorrow, I will try to cut our grass. It got put off a few days ago, because I felt bad. So, oh so soon, the Grass Piper must be paid. I will declare war, once more, and countless minions of the Grass Lord will fall before my blade. In the short time that I have been upon this world, I have slain millions of his minions. Yet, even still, they march, Hell-bent on overcoming all of mankind. These are the Greenkin.