she finally goes on and soon arrives at a toll booth where she has to pay. of course, being a sad little anteater, armadillo doesn't have any money (not including the money she keeps in her bra). she tells the toll booth guy this and he tells her "ill need to see some form of identification."
she pulls a starbucks gold card (cue crowd: "oooh") and gives it to the toll booth guy. squinting he reads, "artichoke?" and eagle eyebrows whispers, "no. arzaylea"
"oh honey. alabama's all the way back there. its easier to get there tho. ill show u" he says, stepping out of the magical money box. "u just go left, down the cliff and tumble for a while."
"thank you hot man" says apatosaurs and "leaves".
jk hA. she puts her tricycle to the side and runs up and pounces at the toll booth man, her dangerous painted claws scratching through his flesh. and this was the story of the first time whats her face (asparagus, armadillo, alphabet? i cant keep up.) killed a man. just kidding. it wasn't the first.
part 4 coming soon:))
