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The Great Broccoli Storm of 1964
Dec. 13th, 2004 09:46 amBeing a father gives me two unquestionable rights.
1) Flatulence (father must fart)
2) Bullshit Generation, AKA the tall tale.
Last night Rowan asked where pie-tree* came from. I replied with the following explanation of the origin of the pie-tree.
The pie-tree comes from pie-tree land, a medium sized island in the Pacific Ocean. When the pie tree is ready to eat, it flys over the Pacific Ocean and rains down in California. Workers then shovel the pie-tree into trucks and ship it all over the nation. Now, the last time pie-tree fell from the sky in Minnesota was 1964, in 1964 the pie-trees made it over the Rocky Mountains and rained down upon the midwest. The great pie-tree storm of 1964, the pie-tree was almost two feet thick and blew into great pie-tree banks. It took months shovel out from and to eat all the pie-tree.
Rowan: Then where is mommy from?
MJC: Mommy land.
Rowan: Where is Daddy from?
MJC: Daddy land.
Rowan: Where I'am I from?
MJC: Poopville, you grew from a pod in poopville. The stork picked you up and dropped you on our front steps.
Rowan: The stork dropped me on my butt?
MJC: The stork dropped you on your head.
Rowan: The stork dropped me on my head?
MJC: Correct.
*Pie-tree = broccoli, an old trick we used to make Rowan think broccoli was a type of dessert. It works to this day.
1) Flatulence (father must fart)
2) Bullshit Generation, AKA the tall tale.
Last night Rowan asked where pie-tree* came from. I replied with the following explanation of the origin of the pie-tree.
The pie-tree comes from pie-tree land, a medium sized island in the Pacific Ocean. When the pie tree is ready to eat, it flys over the Pacific Ocean and rains down in California. Workers then shovel the pie-tree into trucks and ship it all over the nation. Now, the last time pie-tree fell from the sky in Minnesota was 1964, in 1964 the pie-trees made it over the Rocky Mountains and rained down upon the midwest. The great pie-tree storm of 1964, the pie-tree was almost two feet thick and blew into great pie-tree banks. It took months shovel out from and to eat all the pie-tree.
Rowan: Then where is mommy from?
MJC: Mommy land.
Rowan: Where is Daddy from?
MJC: Daddy land.
Rowan: Where I'am I from?
MJC: Poopville, you grew from a pod in poopville. The stork picked you up and dropped you on our front steps.
Rowan: The stork dropped me on my butt?
MJC: The stork dropped you on your head.
Rowan: The stork dropped me on my head?
MJC: Correct.
*Pie-tree = broccoli, an old trick we used to make Rowan think broccoli was a type of dessert. It works to this day.
