Good morning!
So it's half way, roughly. It's also 2.42am! What else is it? Well, everything is it really isn't it? Is it?
I'm not sure what it is. Language is weird. OH WAIT! I thought of the best way to start Twisty's story.....Hmm Lemme remember....
"September the 3rd 1959. Three young boys were on the corner of Scrooge and Hummings street, they were coincidentally named Huey, Duey and Stephen. Stephen had stolen some sweets from the local Lolly shop and they were excitedly sharing out the spoils of his misdemeanour. Just then Duey noticed a police officer rounding the corner and they hastily picked up a loose cobble stone and shoved the paper bag evidence under it. The police man walked past the three criminals and they ran off with their sticky hands shoved in their sugar filled pockets whispering vintage swearwords under their breath.
Exactly 58 years later a young red head girl wearing a very large coat carrying hot chips in a paper bag came walking towards the evidence concealing footpath. Her name was Twisty and she humming the theme to her favourite childhood show, Ducktales. She promptly failed to notice the loose flagstone and tripped herself up spilling all her hot chips all over the footpath. Letting out a deep sigh she stood staring at the end of her lunch for a few seconds. A few very modern swear words entered Twisty's mind in those moments, but because there was a police man just rounding the corner at that time she decided to non-verbally express her hatred for the universe's disregard for her delicious meal. She crouched down and arranged the now spoiled potato pieces into a rather offensive and explicit word that she thought perfectly conveyed how she felt.
Happy with her small curse word shrine to her fallen friends and noticing the policeman duck as a flock of pigeons flew toward the scene, she swiftly swished her giant coat and marched up Hummings street in search for more chips. "
I wonder what kinds of swear words young boys used to know in 1959? They didn't have the internet to teach them all the good ones!
And the worst Cartoon of the Week award goes to ME! YAAY! *Rapturous applause*
