munchiesmucker!

"if you go banana split and let the ice fell on everyones lap, you know they wont tolerate."

a story of the gingerbread man who looses his button. A smiley turns to frownies. The gingerbread man stood still over the counter, no-one desires to take him off the shelf..
a trivial incident of a lost button made him lost his giddily-gooddily charisma.
he refuses to be a snack, today. "you are all no better than me." he mumbles. and from then on, he'd turn a blind eye on their judging (and/or bewildering) eyes. he don't care.

on the other side of town, a couple of eggs wasnt so sunny side up this morning. they were too runny and very distasteful for a morning feast. the entire day had begun with a murky pothole not to leave someone's shadow.

the murky-pothole-shadow storms out for the day's chores. the muck of depression it brought in interlude with frowny gingie-man. noone could ignore the sombre mood that they both have instantly cooked-up. they would displease everyone that lay eyes on them.

"why treat them any better than they would ever treat us?" a rhetorical that both agrees.
The idiosyncratic thought was then thoroughly embraced. And thats how today has been to 'em both.





you needn't to understand it. All there is to know, it started from a spoiled banana split that happened just over midnite.
a whole afternoon later, it's still unsure if gingie had the last say or was it murky-pothole-shadow who owns the day.

the entire narration has been suited for a PG (parental guidance)-rated munchiesmucker, instead of the other sibling the M*f*ker, which is rated MA (mature adult).

if anyone can decipher..
you're so awesome! =)