![]() ![]() How can we make your dreams come true? Please hold. Humberfloob, I have to get home to my kids. This is where people can meet our real estate agents in an informal, yet hygienic setting. Humberfloob: FIRRRRRRRRE-duh! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! As you know, tonight is our bimonthly "meet and greet" party. Staff meeting! Staff meeting! Look alive, everyone! First I'd like to welcome aboard our newest member of the Humberfloob family, Jim McFlinnagan! Humberfloob: Attention everyone! It's 9:02. How can we make your dreams come true? What do you mean, you're leaving? You're a babysitter. So our story begins at the corner of Main and Montroob In the spotless real estate office run by Hank Humberfloob. To sailboats and gibble-grated berry-juice bladders.Narrator: It's a town that's not huge, but quite big enough For buyers and sellers to sell and buy stuff, From shoes and shirts and elongated ladders.In the valley that stretches from this hill to that hill, A city is nestled. About a mom and two kids and a house and a hat That, oddly enough, was worn by a cat. Narrator: There are a gajillions of stories of mischief and fun But to keep things simple, let's just start with one. ![]()
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