Adventures of a Dancing Kumquat

Following the saga of the little citrus with terpsichorean tendencies

Saturday, August 20, 2005


The kumquat was at work the other day when the phone rang. As is her wont, she answered it. (The kumquat will now pause to consider what exactly a "wont" is... Apparently she has one, though.)

In her normal kumquat (well, as normal as the kumquat can ever get) manner she trilled, "Museum of Produce Provenance, this is Miss Kumquat." To which the caller responded "Uh, may I speak to Miss Kumquat?"

Is it so wrong that the kumquat wanted to say "No!" and hang up?


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