Stolen ice cream
On a quick,
Cheap wooden spoon
Firmly held by a charmer,
Who was considerably force-feeding
Seconds before the stealing
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Created: 08/12/2024
Size: 60x80
Orientation: landscape
Type: painting
For Sale:
Mine
There's this girl who keeps showing up at my apartment. I'm not sure how she does it, but she keeps convincing me to let her in; she practically lives here now.
And some time ago, she convinced me to go to a theme park with her.
Which might not sound crazy to you -- but I hate theme parks. Maybe hate is a strong word, but I can entertain myself very well, so I would never choose to spend the money.
But again, somehow, she figured out a way to manipulate me. When we arrived, I felt stupid as I feared every attraction. And you can guess it; she convinced me to join her in taking the rides anyway.
I don't know what it is.
After we finished the whole park, she asked if I wanted to get some ice cream. Nausously, I told her I was watching my weight but that she could get some herself.
So she got some ice cream.
But she didn't even touch it much: she force-fed me until most of it was gone. Then she told me she was too full to finish the rest and that I had to finish it.
And so I did -- all she said she wanted was one last spoonful, with which she scooped all the ice cream until the only thing I had left was confusion about how I got into this situation in the first place.
Wish I learned something from this situation.
