Joyful/Triumphant.
Oh come, ye', oh come, ye',
to 19-240/241
I am he as 'ye are me
and 'ye are we and we are all together.
And by we are all together, I clearly mean that Hugo Chavocado has made his triumphal return to his home, home on the ledge (above the printer), where certain unnamed deer and antelope have been known to play, blah blah blah. Yes, yes. You heard correctly. Hugo has returned from wintering in Florida (aka, the 20th floor), which as we all know is much much closer to the Sun.
Hugo had a wonderful time during his week-long vacation (again, closer to the Sun). He rested. He lounged. He sprouted. He drank some of his water. He slowly converted another small portion of the fleshy interior of his seed into some length of stem. He started to sprout upwards a tiny bit (yes, very exciting, I know.) He also gained much fame on his travels. He was greeted by devoted fans on his Sun-bound trip last week (they may or may not have made signs welcoming him to the 20th floor). He also read Prince of Tides, which he just adored. "Much better than the movie," Hugo told me.
Upon his return, Hugo was greeted by another large sign reading "Welcome Back Kotter" (it was the best we could do. All the "Welcome Back Hugo" signs seem to have been purchased in bulk by some rogue South American nation. Hugo can't read anyway, so it didn't really matter.) He then watched some college hoops and even tried to play himself a little. Here he is crashing the board. "Where we're going," he said, "we don't need basketballs."
Hugo then settled down for a day back at the office. He fielded some important phone calls and wrote down some important things with a pen. Among the other really important things he wrote down was a note asking commenters on his blog to stop trying to impress him with big words. Hugo gets frustrated when he has to consult a dictionary too often. It hurts his pea-sized brain. Especially now that the flesh of said pea-size brain is slowly getting eaten away and turned into his stem.
4 comments:
haha, an avocado stem holding a pen and talking on the phone. People need to see this.
This may be sacrilegious and somewhat pedophiliac, but Hugo does look quite appetising. Later in his fruitful life when his babies begin to need adoption, I can think of a happy home. My belly. I'll make him famous in a delicious recipe at my food website.
No, really, I want to eat his babies.
avocados have stems?
I'm shameless. What can I say? I have to scrounge for comments. Here's a freebie for you: Nice work Joseph!
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