The Pencil Game of Destiny
Today I found a crazy thing called a pencil.
It was AMAZING.
It rolled.
It wiggled.
It made the best little clinky sound when it fell off my little human girl’s desk!
And even better…
She picked it up so I could do it again!
And again.
And again.
It’s a game.
And I LOVE it!!
I don’t know why humans get things that fall so perfectly. It’s like they want me to knock them over. If they didn’t, why would they leave them right on the edge? It’s basically an invitation.
The small girl human kept saying, “Stop it!” but her actions said otherwise because she kept returning the pencil to me like some sort of dedicated ball-boy. Very thoughtful. I appreciated the service.
I could play this forever.
Gravity is my new best friend.
— Crazy Boy (Pencil Champion)