Its time for the story about the cotton candy man. First off the cotton candy man is from hell. No if and or buts. But its story time kids, cotton candy man story time.
Sooo I went a mariner game on Sep. 12 2007, the mariners where in a uncontrollable slide and it was my duty to pull them back into a winning streak. (I have been to 8 games of which 8 have been won) I went with my fam and Nate the great. Sooo we get to the game and find out our seats are awesome, first row right field bleachers, home run territory. So we settle in our seats and get ready to watch the M's kick some A butt. But now I'm hungry I didn't eat breakfast or lunch and just had a hot dog for dinner, so i was ready for some food, some real food, like cotton candy! Just so happens that safeco field has a cotton candy man. What luck was this I asked, Here I am wishing for cotton candy and theres a cotton candy man. So the first inning went by and cotton candy was making his rounds around the field, innings 2,3, and 4 went by and the cotton candy man just kept on coming closer and closer. I started dreaming about the cotton candy, I couldn't wait to taste the sugar coated air. After a important play I looked for the cotton candy man and he was in the next section, So i turn back to the game and after the half inning i looked for the cotton candy man and where was he? At the freaking other end of the freaking field giving other freaking people my freaking cotton candy!!!(how many times can I use the word freaking?) So i was like fine he will be back. BUT HE DIDN'T!!!And i felt like crying. My dream of eating sugar air was gone! It popped like my dream of this being the M's "year". So needless to say, I hate the cotton candy man and hope that he dies in a freak foul ball thing, Oh by the way I ended up getting cheesy garlic fries.
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4 comments:
nice creative writing piece.
i too tasted candy air.
i am taken away...
The clan of voodoo wielding candymen strikes again!
The clan of voodoo wielding candymen strikes again!
They always strike low too.
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