Hey bloggers, it's Monday.
So this week's theme is pretty challenging for me, since I have a hard time keeping things G, but I'll try my best. And no, the story is not going to be based on When Harry Met Sally.
This is a story about how PB&J was born. Once upon a time, there lived a man and a woman. They were husband and wife, and they loved each other very much. However, they had their differences, especially when it came to spreads for bread. The man liked peanut butter on his toast, and the woman liked grape jelly. They never fought about the issue but one day, they found themselves poor and penniless due to the recession. They had just enough money to buy themselves a loaf of bread and their peanut butter and jelly.
The couple thought they were very lucky to have food and place to sleep in hard times like these, however, the food they bought quickly disappeared and they soon found themselves penniless. For days, they had nothing to eat and soon, they grew angry and sullen from hunger. Finally, after several days of hunger, they acquired one spoon of jelly and one spoon of PB, and decided that they would share their spoons. They put the PB and jelly together and thus, PB&J was born.
Wow, that was extraordinarily bad. I have no idea what nonsense sprouted from my brain.
Tenley, I'll read you tomorrow.