Matt Readhttp://mattread.com/archives/2005/10/puppies-and-daffodils/2007-04-06T14:58:21-04:002013-03-08T22:58:31-05:002005-10-29T17:13:12-04:00<p>One day while I was eating a puppy (the tenderloin is quite good), I saw a daffodil. I said to the daffodil, "hello little daffodil". To my shagrin, the daffodil did not reply.</p> <p>I continued to ponder at why the daffodil did not respond, when it hit me. I left my watch in the trunk of the car after golf last month. I had been looking for it for quite some time now. </p> <p>"But why won't this damned daffodil respond?", I asked myself, again. As the sun shone beautifully upon the rose coloured daffodil, like a brit drinking tea, it all made sense. I was eating puppies and talking to daffodils, a feet not matched to this day, by even the greatest of super heros.</p> <p>Tommorrow I shall save the world from those evil bastards!!</p>