Sketches

Banana boat. It began as a collection of playful, nonsensical ideas. One day, I found myself eating a clown for breakfast, or perhaps it was dinner, who knows. Then, just as suddenly, a banana turned into a Venetian gondola, drifting through a portal in time to the 15th century.

A snowball lost in the desert. Because it took a wrong turn at the North Pole and refused to admit it was lost.

A snowball lost in the desert again. This time, it will definitely melt… or could it take an unexpected turn?

Meanwhile, in the 15th century, the Ice Queens are telling the gossip of the day: “The snowball may have run away just moments before the wedding… if only they knew.”

Little did they know that the chocolate bar was taking a bath in a glass of milk, rejoicing in the success of its plot against the snowball.

Me. Then I found myself as just another brick on the wall. What was I thinking? If only I hadn’t tried to follow that ribbon bow.

A ribbon bow in a hurry. Run, ribbon, run! Run and bow. It seems to be getting late, and perhaps that’s why it’s always rushing. No time, it has o get to bow in court on time!

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