Attack of the Killer Tomatos
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sabrinamariJust as we were about to step out for a July 4th jaunt, Ken glanced at the small balconey. "What happened to the tomato?" He said. "What do you mean, what happened to the tomato?" I asked. He jerked his chin over in the direction of the balconey. Following his gesture, I looked out to see a gigantic collapsed tomato tree, dangling limply and dangerously in two places. "Oh my god," I said, "it collapsed while trying to crawl under the roof of the balcony and cram itself into the bedroom. It must have been headed for our room..." Quickly, we scrambled over to the fallen mammoth.
It was so thick and huge that the collapse had failed to snap its mighty stems. I grabbed its gargantuan branches and held it up in my arms, engulfed by the sheer mass of green stems, leaves and tiny green tomatoes it had produced. "'What are we going to do?" I cried in near desperation.
TO BE CONTINUED.
It was so thick and huge that the collapse had failed to snap its mighty stems. I grabbed its gargantuan branches and held it up in my arms, engulfed by the sheer mass of green stems, leaves and tiny green tomatoes it had produced. "'What are we going to do?" I cried in near desperation.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Date: 2004-07-04 06:58 pm (UTC)Don't leave us hanging like that??
Now I'm ruined until I read the next chapter. :)
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Date: 2004-07-05 05:50 am (UTC)