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Tuesday, November 9, 2004


Yesterday I came home to find my box of Pop-Tarts sitting innocently on the kitchen table. So casually I put them up in the cabinet and continued on my way. Then later when I was watching television and I glanced over and saw the box of Pop-Tarts sitting on the sofa next to me. So assuming the Pop-Tarts might have been a little lonely I allowed it to continue watching television with me. Then after the show was over I turned off the television and was about to leave the room when I heard the Pop-Tarts growling at me. Shocked I picked up the growling box and placed it in the closet and shut the door. It whined and scratched at the door, but it needed to be taught a lesson so I walked off hoping the time-out would do it good. A few minutes later I heard the closet door open and a light thumping noise coming toward me. When I saw the Pop-Tarts running into the room growling and snarling I quickly opened the door and moved out of the way making the Pop-Tarts go flying outside. I abruptly shut the door. To afraid to open it I left it outside only to find it had frozen to death over night. * Sigh * Crazy Pop-Tarts.
The lesson to this story is that you should always make sure that your closet door has locks just in case you have to keep Pop-Tarts from getting out.



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