In a galaxy far beyond our own millions of years ago, a Star gave birth to the world. Many different beings came to the baby shower expecting the event to be just a small welcoming get-together on Venus. But then someone spilled their glass of fruit punch on the shag rug. It was an accident in total honesty, but Momz was a worry wart and a perfectionist. When she saw the fruit blended concoction run slowly from the glass of imperfection, embedding the rug in what seemed to be a disfigured heart, Momz lost it. And everyone braced themselves.
What was suppose to be an easy solution quickly escalated into deep breathing patterns of heep, heep, hoof hoof, whooooooooosah. With every heep her eyes would roll and with every hoof sweat would pour from the space between her crown and eyes. And the whoosah only compounded the situation. The effect was in reverse! Someone shouted, SHE'S GONNA HAVE THE BABY!!!!
As the ladies all scurried... To continue reading visit: http://www.indianapolisrecorder.com/blogs/
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