A Really Short Little Story That Doesn't Make Any Sense

By Tony DeSimone's Other Personality

 

 

A knight by the name of Sir Real walked into a cupboard. Inside he found the most marvelously glorious landscape he had ever seen. Unfortunately, it was so wonderful that I cannot put it into words, so you'll just have to think of something yourself.

After searching the cupboard he came upon a village, the village of oreo cookies. At the front of the village he spotted the leader, who was crying.

"Why are you crying, my friend?" asked Sir Real.

"I am the leader of this village," said the Oreo King, "and the responsibility is too much to bear."

"But you are the only citizen of this village."

"So?"

"And your cottage is the only building in the village."

"Your point is?"

"Well, if you're the only citizen, and your cottage is the only building, then it's not really a village is it?"

"It isn't?"

"No, it's just a cottage in the middle of nowhere, so you don't have to worry about leading anyone."

"Oh," said the oreo king.

And with that, the knight went on his way.

 

After walking for a while the knight came across a non-stick frying pan who was either sitting up, or was standing in a sitting sort of way. The non-stick frying pan appeared to be in deep thought; in fact, it was sitting (or standing) in a huge pile of thought.

"What are you thinking about comrade?" asked Sir Real.

"I don't know," replied the non-stick frying pan.

"What do you mean?" asked Sir Real.

"I've been trying to find a point to my thinking, but it seems that all of my thoughts are pointless."

"Well, then," said the knight, "the solution is simple."

"It is?"

"Yes. The point of your thoughts is to not have a point."

"Oh," said the non-stick frying pan.

And with that, the knight went on his way.

 

After walking for a while, the knight became tired, so he decided to carry himself for a while, just so he could take a break.

He then noticed a large snail trying to get something from the top of a file cabinet that was too tall for him.

"What are you trying to do ol'-buddy-ol'-pal-ol'-chum?" asked Sir Real.

"Trying to get something down," replied the large snail.

"It's quite easy actually," said the knight. "You just have to throw nothing up there. Once nothing's up there, something won't have any room and will fall down."

"Oh," said the large snail.

And with that, the knight went on his way.

 

After carrying himself for a while, the knight became tired, so he decided to put himself down so he could take a break.

He then noticed three figures in the distance. As he approached them, he noticed that they were the Oreo King, the non-stick frying pan, and the large snail.

"Hello, my friends. What brings you together?" asked Sir Real.

"We wanted to see you again," replied the Oreo King.

"We were all stuck in a rut," replied the non-stick frying pan.

"And you helped us get out of them," said the large snail.

"Oh, there is no need to thank me, my friends," exclaimed the knight.

"THANK YOU?!" yelled the three outrageously. "Ever since you got us out of our ruts, we've had nothing to do!"

"Oh," said Sir Real.

And with that, they beat him up (and sideways as well).

 

 

Moral:

Don't Make People Rutless

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This has been another broken sprocket on The Jetsons brought to you by Tony DeSimone.

 

 

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