Denim: Where are we going?
Pocket: Master & Mistress spoke about heading for the hills.
Denim: Ooh, I bet we're heading up into Waimea Canyon. Mark Twain supposedly called it the Grand Canyon of the Pacific!
Denim: They say you just have to be patient, but we've been here forever, and the fog refuses to clear.
Pocket: Great, I'm getting raindrops on my visual sensors! I'm heading back to the car!
Denim: Sir, come back, please! I'm sure it's just a quick shower!
Denim: This looks like a nice park. I'll steer Master & Mistress toward the covered eating area. That earlier shower might signify rain.
Denim: I'm glad we could stretch these bread slices back into shape.* Master & Mistress love their Peanut Butter sandwiches with Pineapple Papaya jam.
Denim: The rooster's coming inside. I wonder if he senses something.
Denim: Oh no, now it's starting to rain. I guess Pocket was right to stay in the car. Still, I was hoping we could go on a hike.
Denim: I want Kauai to stay so lush and green, but why did it have to rain during our assault on Waimea Canyon?
Pocket & Denim Dalek
*See Hulk Smash Bread
No comments:
Post a Comment