The Perils Of Oversleeping
Buy Me Lunch • How I Stopped Being A Bunny Pleaser
Stock Photo Stories
The Perils Of Oversleeping
-1921-
Stanley woke up abruptly.
It was light outside.
He glanced at the clock. Oh no! He was late.
Stanley jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, and ran down to the newspaper office.
It was too late. All the newspapers and kids were gone.
Stanley ran to the grocery store. All the apples were gone.
Stanley’s family depended on every cent. Everyone was expected to pitch in.
That left only one thing.
Stanley would spend the morning holding well-off folks’ bicycles while they shopped.
He hated that.
Stanley dreamed that one day, he would grow up and invent a metal stand with poles that people could lock their bicycles to.
This tip better be good, he thought.
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Song Parody
Buy Me Lunch
A song parody of Start Me Up by The Rolling Stones
Play the song video at the bottom of this story, and sing along!
If you buy me lunch
If you buy me lunch, I’ll eat it up
If you buy me lunch
If you buy me lunch, I’ll fill my cup
Yeah, the food is hot
The drive-thru’s empty, gonna grab a spot
If you buy me lunch
If you buy me lunch, I’ll eat it up
eat it up, eat it up, eat it up
I want a burger and fries
I want a burger and fries
I want a burger and fries
With double cheese
Tomatoes, please
I want a bun with some sesame seeds
Buy me lunch
I’ve been hungry now
I’ve been hungry now
for half the day, the day, the day
You need to meet
You need to meet me
at that new café
If you buy me lunch
If you buy me lunch, I’ll eat it up
eat it up, eat it up, eat it up
I want a burger and fries
I want a burger and fries
I want a burger and fries
With double cheese
Tomatoes, please
I want a bun with some sesame seeds
Buy me lunch
Did you bring your card?
Did you bring your card or some cash?
Mumble, mumble, mumble
Buy me lunch
Then I won’t have to dip into my stash
mumble, never, never, never
I want a burger and fries
I want a burger and fries
I want a burger and fries
With double cheese
Tomatoes, please
I want a bun with some sesame seeds
Buy me lunch
If you buy me lunch
I’ll wash it down with some soda pop,
soda pop, soda soda soda pop
Buy me lunch
I’ll keep on eating, I will never stop, never stop
Yo! Yo! I want a burger and fries
Yo! I’ll get them value sized
Yo! Yo! Maybe some apple pies
Yo! Yo! I want a burger and fries
Bunny Blog
How I Stopped Being A Bunny Pleaser
I spent the first half of my life being a bunny pleaser. One whole year wasted trying to please others while never taking time for myself. Don’t fall into the same trap I did. (Also, watch out for that beaver trap down by the stream.)
Yes, it is good to help others when possible, but you shouldn’t let bunnies take advantage of you. It’s alright to say no.
I can’t tell you how many times I went along with the bunny colony when I didn’t want to. Just to be liked. Someone would say, “Let’s go eat some radishes out of Farmer Brown’s garden.” I hate radishes! Yet, I would say, “That’s a great idea.” Then, I would have to choke down some disgusting radishes with a smile.
I was a typical “yes” bunny. Whatever any bunny said, I agreed. Even if I thought it was a dumb idea. I can’t tell you how many friends I lost because they said, “Hey, let’s go look for food on the road,” and I was too timid to say, “That’s not a good idea.”
I was always saying yes to every request. A bunny would say, “Will you watch my thirty babies for a month while my wife and I go on vacation?” And being the bunny pleaser that I am, I would reply, “Sure.” I suppose I thought other bunnies might not like me if I said no.
I started to wonder if bunnies actually liked me or just liked my cuddly nature. Were they taking advantage of me?
Being a bunny pleaser, I always avoided conflict. I had a particular friend who continually came over and ate my food and then asked for seconds. I always gave in because I wanted to avoid a confrontation.
Then, one day, he came over and asked for some honey. I had finally had enough. I said, “Sorry. Not today. I only have enough for me.”
He seemed rather surprised and flustered. But he got the message and left.
I felt a little bad about being so firm with him.
But at least I don’t have a Pooh Bear stuck in my door again.
Happy Monday. Thanks for reading and responding. You make it fun.
Mark
Ah, another story about Pooh, now that the poor bear is no longer under copyright! 😉
So many smiles in here, thank you. The stock photo tale is a beaut!