Saturday, August 21, 2004

Brian was the archetype of egoism. Always thinking of himself. One day he saw an old gypsy woman selling roses and imagined he would look good with one of the blossoms clutched between his teeth. He set about to steal one but the Gypsy woman saw what he intended and diverted his attention by granting him a wish. He wished for the perfect companion and that is what he got. The magic reached inside him and drew out an exact image of his psyche, wrapping it in an ideal physical twin, which by the way had much better eyesight. Now the two were together and the only problem was they couldn't agree where their lips should meet for the first kiss.

Story #9

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This story must have hatched in the middle of the night;)