I was walking through the mall.
I saw Eli Manning.
He was working at a kiosk selling stuffed animals.
I asked him what he was doing there.
He said he needed to make some extra
money so he could go home to visit his mother.
I wondered why the Giants couldn't front him
the money for a train ticket, but didn't ask.
I kept walking.
He caught up with me and asked if I wanted
to buy a stuffed fish.
I thanked him, but told him I had no use for it.
I felt bad, but I really didn't need another stuffed animal.
I'm going to root for New England.
2 comments:
I dreamed a talking chimpanzee drove me in my new car to a neighborhood I recognized because I had gotten lost in Africa somehow. At least yours was topical!
Huh. I would love to hear the analytics on that one:) I had a dream the other night that we bought a repo house and it was huge and just needed cleaning and we could sell a lot of the stuff inside. I need to lay off HGTV and Storage wars before bed...
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