The rubberplant replied......

"I've gotta get outta here, Mac.  There's a problem I gotta get the bottom of, see."

Temporarily pushing aside the fact that he was conversing with a plant, Daniel asked, "What kind of plant are you, anyway?"

"Wandering Jew."



Daniel was too young to realize he'd just been the butt of a joke, but nonetheless he scowled at the suddenly migratory plant, "I don't understand.  What problem do you have to solve?"

The plant nodded at Daniel and said, "What problem indeed?"

The End

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