She stopped me on the street.
"Go to Nepal," She said, "at the base of Sagarmatha you will find a man that wants cinnamon tostadas. Give yours to him and he will give you what you need to finish your quest."
"You must be mistaken." I said. "I'm not on a quest."
"Yes you are," she said, waggling her finger at me. "And when you see Indiana Jones, don't tell him the end of the movie, it will only ruin it for everyone watching."
What choice did I have?
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4 comments:
You need to put my story on here! I don't care if there's not a middle!
Oh, you'll get your turn eventually. (This sentence has informed me that it requires Evil Laughter™, so) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
You forgot the tm at the end of the laughter!
Now you'll have to pay all kinds of royalties...
I'm sure Rita won't mind just this once....
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