I wanted to be annoyed at his blatant appropriation of my idea. I could not be. I felt sad for Ren Man. Big Walt seemed a sad impersonation of Big Carl. An almost WEEDS-like wanna be Big Carl. (<—– the video linked there is pretty funny if youre a Weeds fan which–not shockingly–I am).
Still, though I was more sad for Ren Man and his
I hatched a plan to derail his hydration (which of course had now become—to my DELIGHT— somewhat of a competition between us), and kidnap big Walt.
I dragged poor innocent Tornado into the fray who decided (inexplicably) to blame the kidnapping on a pack of roving canines:
She may have a future in ransom note’ing!
Eventually we grew weary of watching Ren Man stumbling around the domicile dehydrated.
We returned Big Walt to his rightful owner. Not before pointing out, however, how diminutive he was next to CARL:
Id like to say that’s where this tale ends. That the three of us continued to banter, tease and MOTIVATE EACH OTHER TO HYDRATE (which we did).
Alas there’s one sad snippet Im compelled to share.
The Tornado batted her sad six year old eyelashes at me and begged to take possession of Big Carl.
She carefully convinced me B.C.’s GLITTERtasticness would result in her hyper-hydration.
I couldnt refuse.
I handed over Big Carl (*whispers* temporarily. dont tell her. she doesnt read this.) and was rewarded with the below.
We have big!watery!muscles!
And that’s really where our tale of happy hydration ends.
(If you long for serious tips on hydration Ive blogged about my struggles with water-drinking before. In addition my ever smart friend Joyce got herself a fun, creative guest post all about the 5 secret benefits of drinking water.)
Please to hit Ren Man, The Tornado, Big Carl, Big Walt, & my moniker-free MUSCLE CUP up in the comments below…