Once upon a time, there was a girl. Her name was Chutney.
Chutney learned, very early on, that it was always best to tell the truth.
Sometimes she did so quite liberally.
One day, Chutney was walking through a cave, a Damsel Cave.
She saw all sorts of terrible things - gross boys canoodling with dumb girls, crumbs on the counter, and lions and bears.
Combined, all of these atrocities were just too much for little Chutney to handle; she thought she was going to burst. After all, she had to live in said cave.
Long story short, she didn't. She actually got married, instead.
As a matter of fact, all inhabitants of the Damsel Cave did, come to think of it...
On each of their wedding days', they each did a "hip-hip-HOORAY!" for they didn't have to live with girls anymore.
The end.
Is there a time line to your story?
ReplyDeletePlease say it's a short one.