Sitting inside a linoleum tiled room with the young woman from career-counseling, outside is a sandbox, which she points towards... Woman: I think we should build Giraffarut again. Me: Giraffarut! At what cost? Well, okay. Woman: At no cost, because I was kidding. Me: Oh. What if we build Elephantaclaus? Woman: You can build Elephantaclaus, I�ll watch the linen. (indicates a pile of linen) Me: The linen! What does the linen have to compare to Elephantaclaus?.. trampling! roaring! turning! and being sandy! <And then I wake up from laughing> (Giraffarut, incidentally, is apparently built by digging a giraffe shaped hole in the ground, with the head just below the surface, and then down to the feet.) |