The Kitten, The Snake and The Corvette
I bought a Corvette for my anniversary. But it wasn’t a happy experience…
My girlfriend Michelle and I were due to celebrate our 3rdanniversary and I wanted to do something really special. I didn’t just want to get some standard gift that showed no thought, but rather something that she would really like and that came from the heart. I thought about it for a long time, going over every possibility, but still couldn’t come up with anything.
Finally I asked my friend Tim for his advice and he hit upon the perfect present: a kitten! Michelle has a real soft spot for animals. She is a lifetime member of PETA, a vegan and she is routinely involved with violent anti-fur protests at fashion shows. She’s even nice to Jimbo, my pet boa constrictor…(foreshadowing…) A kitten would be just the thing.
So I went to the pet store and searched through cage after cage until I found a pitiful hairball that would melt even a heart of stone. I fed it and put ribbon around its neck and put it in a box. I made sure that I cut sufficient airholes to prevent suffocation.
Michelle was due at 5pm and it was 4:30. I looked at the shaking box and said to myself, “you done good.” When Michelle walked in, I wordlessly handed her the mewing box. She opened it and cried for joy.
“I love it!” she shouted. She hugged me and said she was going upstairs to change for our dinner out.
Feeling well pleased with myself, I performed a jaunty dance on my way back to the living room. Then I stopped in shock. Jimbo, my snake, was in the room and there was a suspicious bulge in his midsection.
“No!” I screamed to the heavens. In desperation I tried to perform the Heimlich maneuver but Jimbo would have none of it. He merely belched and looked bored with the proceedings.
I had to do something quick.
I tossed Jimbo aside and flew out the front door. Tim would have the answer! I ran across the street and over to his house and banged on his door. When he heard the situation he looked grave.
“There’s only one thing to do man,” he said, “A real relationship is built upon a firm foundation of honesty. You have to bite the bullet and tell her the truth.”
“Never!” I screamed and I knocked Tim out. I leapt into his nearby yellow Corvette and floored the gas.
In about 20 seconds I reached the pet store and begged them for a look-alike kitty. Luckily, they happened to have my kitten’s identical twin in stock, and I was soon off again racing back home. I made it back just in time, Michelle was just finishing getting dressed.
I quickly tied Jimbo in a knot and threw him in the garbage can to hide the evidence.
Just as Michelle emerged I flung the kitten into the gift box with a powerful overhand throw.
“Hey baby,” I said innocently.
Michelle’s eyes widened in surprise. She was looking past me, out of the front window into the driveway, where a certain yellow sports car was still idling…
“I don’t believe it!” she yelled. “You bought me a new Corvette!”
I groaned. This was going to be very tricky…
I guess I’ll have to cash in my life savings and buy the Corvette from Tim. But at least the car will come with some great K & N parts and a couple good AFE Air Filters.