Everything Makes Sense in Canada. (by eenodol.)
(chapter 3)
On the plane..
"Let me out!" cried Righty from the overhead compartment, where he was safely and securely stored.
"No! And shut up before someone realizes I've shoved you into my suitcase and kicks up off the plane!"
"Who are you talking to?" asked the the innocent looking three year old girl with perfect curls and a big crisp blue bow in her hair.
"Oh.. No one.. just.. umm.. uhhhh... yeah, that's who I'm talking to. And I'm not gay, dammit!"
The little girl began to sob and ran down the isle to her mother.
"Mommy, Mommy, stranger is gay and talking to himself!"
"It's okay sweetie, all homosexuals talk to themselves."
"I do not! Wait, I'm not gay!" Everyone turned to stare at Arnold. "What are all of you looking at? And you shut up before they hear!"
"Now see what you gone and done, you stupid left handed queer with a footballhead and plaid skirt?"
"It's not a skirt, dammit!"
Meanwhile, at Arnolds house..
"Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?" It was then that Helga spotted the sign on the door. "Oh, he's just gone fishing, in Canada... Canada!" Helga fell to the porch and sobbed.
(chapter 3)
On the plane..
"Let me out!" cried Righty from the overhead compartment, where he was safely and securely stored.
"No! And shut up before someone realizes I've shoved you into my suitcase and kicks up off the plane!"
"Who are you talking to?" asked the the innocent looking three year old girl with perfect curls and a big crisp blue bow in her hair.
"Oh.. No one.. just.. umm.. uhhhh... yeah, that's who I'm talking to. And I'm not gay, dammit!"
The little girl began to sob and ran down the isle to her mother.
"Mommy, Mommy, stranger is gay and talking to himself!"
"It's okay sweetie, all homosexuals talk to themselves."
"I do not! Wait, I'm not gay!" Everyone turned to stare at Arnold. "What are all of you looking at? And you shut up before they hear!"
"Now see what you gone and done, you stupid left handed queer with a footballhead and plaid skirt?"
"It's not a skirt, dammit!"
Meanwhile, at Arnolds house..
"Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?" It was then that Helga spotted the sign on the door. "Oh, he's just gone fishing, in Canada... Canada!" Helga fell to the porch and sobbed.