Thursday, March 17

Avoid the Ninja like a Ninja

Sometimes I travel to distant lands of my ancestors and tell no one that i've left.

Sometimes thats mostly because its not actually true.

Sometimes its just a joke that Ninja's take to seriously.

Sometimes its funny to go along with the fact that she believed us.

Sometimes we're supposed to be in a different country and the ninja comes over to our residence.

Sometimes we have amazing spies that help us out on our mission and smuggle us out of the "country"

Sometimes we are so legit that we escape without her ever seeing us.

Sometimes this involves pretend rolls and realistic sprints down long hallways through barley open doors into purple cars that drive you to a fuel source for hiding in lounges of buildings that omit music and general talent from every crevice of its structure.

Sometimes adventures can be had at the most random times. . . and for no reason.

the end

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