Mishap

Last night I did something I thought I would never do. Something that I have made fun of others for doing for years. It was late. I was tired and trying to revive the lost art of letter writing. As I sat there contemplating what to say, I put the pen in my mouth. I didn't think I bit down hard, but all of a sudden I had a really bad taste in my mouth. It took me a minute to figure out what had happened, and by then the damage was done. I looked at my hand, it was covered in blue ink. I ran to the mirror, my teeth, lips, tongue, and chin had suffered the same fate. Momma saw me scurrying around and asked me what was going on but all I could do was make strange noises and flail because I didn't want to swallow any of the ink. I rinsed out my mouth, but the ink had stained everything. This morning when I woke up it was mostly gone which was a good thing, but then I walked downstairs and saw the evidence left from the incident. My computer mouse pad had blue streaks and the paper towel roll was splattered with blue dots. I guess I have learned my lesson because I never want to turn into a smurf again.