• Thus begins my tale of woe and hilarity. It was a warm day in fall, the sun was bright, the leaves were falling and my gym class teacher was a-calling.

    Alas, my poor stomach did ache, it cried for sustenance, and I needed a break. It was then that a devious plan did grow, I`d hide a snack on my person ‘Ho! Ho!’. It was skittles you see, a rainbow of colour and sugary delight, I couldn`t stop myself from wanting to take a bite.

    With my plan in place, and the skittles too, I scuttled off towards class. However, to my dismay, it was the 12 minute run, with my skills at play. I ran and ran in circles, around and about, as skittles bounced, in an attempt to get out. Alas my friends, they did escape, and thus I was left with my mouth agape.

    Skittles spread out across the floor, as I took off out the school door. It was then at home with time to ponder, that I took off my garments to launder. It was then that I found, much to my surprise, that the skittles had left a rainbow of kinds. A mark upon me, sure to last, a bra of sorts, just without the clasp.

    Basic English: I was hungry and ended up hiding box worth of skittles loose in my bra, however I went in to discover that it was a 12 minute run in class. The skittles got loose, and spread across the floor. The class blamed me... it was after all my fault, and I ended up going home. One there as I was changing out of my gym clothes to put in the laundry, I discovered that the skittles had melted and gave me polka dot... well.... you know. redface