basket + beautiful llama = bad idea?

[nyankoframe]

*hides* I really hope there isn't a beautiful llama hiding near my piano!

And why do I have to die after running into a wonderful fox? *frowns*

One day there was a wonderful basket. The wonderful basket was quite content to live in a basket and eat cheese.

Suddenly, there was a warm knocking sound coming from the chair. The basket jumped in fright. It decided to run to the piano, and got there just in time to see a beautiful llama standing there! The llama waved a shy emu and the basket turned into a cute violin. One quite unable to hug!

The llama shimmered and disappeared, leaving a few sheep in its place. The violin picked up the sheep and popped one into her mouth. The gift of speech befell the violin, who exclaimed,

"What a beautiful day! I think I shall pick flowers!"

Off went the cute violin, quietly running and skipping, finally tripping on a creative flute and toppling headlong into a wonderful fox. Needless to say, it succumbed to a ticklish death.

The moral of this story?

If you are thinking of becoming a basket, never open a piano until you are sure there is no beautiful llama lying in wait.

Above all, live softly. The flowers you eat may be your last!

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In other news, there are a lot of deadlines coming up, so I might not be around as often.