Post 307: More Holiday Cheer

For Lo! It came to pass that while Sparketta was with child, father unknown, all the inhabitants of Sparkyville were required to go to the place of their birth to register their guns and religion, their political theories, and their national origins. So JoSparky loaded up his wife and the necessary supplies for a trip to Vancouver.

There was no room at the Motel 6 in that city. JoSparky asked at the first bar they came to, and MoSparky, a trucker from Ontario, said he had a place where they could stay. JoSparky said that was good, because Sparketta was about to push the bun out of the oven.

But when they got there, the cupboard was bare. Still, it was free, in really good shape, and bigger than their whole apartment in Sparkyville.

kitchen cupboard


free kitchen cupboard in really good shape. 13″ x 20″ x 30.5″

And Sparketta brought forth her son and laid him in the cupboard so that visitors could leave the gold and other gifts on the upper shelves. Thanks to NinjaChow, submitter, who says, “In Vancouver’s real estate market this could probably be an entire kitchen.”


4 thoughts on “Post 307: More Holiday Cheer

  1. And lo, there were in the RV Park, Sparkies watching Reality TV. And the angle of the cupboard appeared to them and they were sore and afeared. “Fear not” said the angle. “For behold I bring you tidings of great joy. For unto you a baby is born and he shall turn the world upside down.”
    And the sparkies said – “Could you move out of the way? Yer blocking my view.”
    And the angle wept.

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  2. Old Mother Hubbard
    Went to the cupboard
    To get her poor dog a bone;
    But when she came there
    The cupboard was bare,
    And so she listed it on craigslist and ordered bones from Amazon.

    When you can get same-day delivery, who needs extra kitchen storage?

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