Tuesday, September 28, 2010

How A Bumble Bee Broke My Leg

A group of convention goers exit their tour bus in the hotel parking
lot. Greg shouts after Dharma, "Hey, watch out there's a..."

Dharma, startled, turns to face him, but does not stop walking; now
walking backwards toward the curb. "Sorry, wha-?"

"There's a bumble bee."

"What?! Oh! Where?"

While the two of them flail at the innocent insect, Dharma stumbles
over the curb.

True story.

Except the broken leg part. No one was hurt. That was me joking with
Dharma about the title of her next book.

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