For All My Fan.

It has been a week since my last blog-fession. Let me tell you what's been going down! I FINALLY sold my car!!!!! Now the dilemma is deciding what car to get. My dad has his heart set on getting me a Toyota Scion xB. Well here is the story of the boy who cried wolf.........kinda sorta, but not really.

Once upon a time, there was a young Persexican boy named Darzad. He sold his horse needed to buy a new one. His father offered to supply the difference in the cost for a new horse as long as his son would look for a good, healthy horse that would not eat a lot of food (gas haha!). So young Darzad searched far and wide and suddenly it occurred to him, "why not get the horse I've always wanted, since my father will pay the difference". This seemed like a splendid idea and Darzad was upset that he did think of it sooner. So he coaxed his father in to going to the Horse-Yota dealership on the avenue of montaneth. They offered reasonable horses at reasonable prices. Even a horse that sustained life on water alone, something called a Hybrid Horse or a "Horse-Brid". But one horse in particular caught the eye of our young knight, the FJ Horser. It was a beauty to behold. The noble salesman, although he was friendly and helpful, would not keep his mouth shut about how much food the FJ Horser would consume on a regular basis. He also continued to suggest that such a horse would be much more expensive to insure using Ye Olde Geico insurance. Such a fair color, such solid hooves, an incomparable riding performance and the most comfortable saddle Darzad had ever seen! All these things were not enought to convince Darzad's father to purchase this horse for him. Instead, or shall I say "in-steed", Darzad's father had his eye set on the Pony xB. A very inexpensive horse of very good quality but no what Darzad was interested in. After a test ride or two, Darzad decided that he would settle for the Pony xB since his father was helping out so much with the horse. The Horse-Yota dealership did not have the color of Pony xB that Darzad wanted so they did not purchase it that day. Darzad was excited because he knew that this would give him the opportunity to have more time to convince his father on a different horse. The next day, when Darzad returned to his post at Altomar-eth, he told his friends the story of the salesman who spoke too much. Little did Darzad know that his friend knew the nephew of the sales manager at the Hore-Yota dealer. Within a matter of hours, they had informed the sales manager of the loud-mouthed salesman and it is quite possible that the salesman is now without a job. Darzad feels terrible about this and if you have any advice for me....I mean Darzad as to what to do to, please let Darzad know by commenting on this entry. So for the time being, Darzad is still without a horse. Hopefully by dusk on Saturday, he will be galloping into the sunset.......in an FJ Horser.

Goodbye for now and Godspeed my trusty readers,
FF
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