Every day, we expected them to come up with a vaccine or a cure or something, but they never did. This time, they never did.
At first, I hardly noticed the difference. I spend most of my time in my room, anyway, telecommuting to my job, playing online games, video chatting – you know, an active professional and personal life.
So me and Mimsy and Flora was having a kind of a cook-out. We was on the long hols and decided to camp in the woods behind the house. Mum didn’t fancy it, because she said some psycho tramp could come do us proper, so we said we’d just like have the afternoon and do a Girl Guides supper and be in before dark.
The Mother of Life was pleased with these, and turned back to Tortoise, certain she could do a better job on him now.
He was gone.
While she was distracted with better creations, Tortoise had seized his chance and slipped away.
~The audience laughed. It was such a Tortoise thing to do.~
