Today my television damaged! And i don't know why.
well i know
it was the fault of my brother and i
we were watching TV and drinking orange juice.
i put mine
in the floor
he put it in the television table why was that he choose!?
he stayed there
on front of the TV
and that make me scream to him
"get away from the tv i want to see!"
but the only thing he did
was stand on front of me!
so i picked up a pillow
and throw it to him!
but ZAP!
he jumped away.
and the pillow landed
on the glass and the orange juice jumped to the television
my brother runned to the phone
and called the aparently television guy
who responded the phone and said
"Mr. vision repair everything is our mision !
in what i can help you?"
"Television! Damaged! Hurry!" he said
"don't worry!"
Ding! Dong!
I said
"He's here so fast! only a minute have pass!"
my brother exclaimed
"he only needed to cross the street!"
"oh!"
we open the door
and a FAT, smelly man came in
"this is it" he asked.
"ovusly!" i said.
"it is damaged!"
" yes we know that's what i said you in the phone!"
"No! You said Television! Damaged! Hurry"
"Yes and!"
"we don't fix televisions!"
"if that is true then why did you said fix everything WAS YOUR MISION!"
"ahh no you heared wrong.
we fix everything but not televisions!" he went away.
now we bought another tv because
because there's not television guy today.
