Callum and I are in an underground tunnel. I look up and there are roots coming out of the roof. We had been in there for days and I was worrying about food. I voiced this aloud.
"Let's have turnips!" replied Callum
"But I don't like turnips" I grumbled
From then on, Callum said chirpily "Let's have turnips" over and over and over again.
No matter how many times I said that I didn't like turnips and told him to shut up, he kept on saying it.
It was highly annoying.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
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