The cat thought he would take a dVerse lap and see what they had on tap. They were all in a frenzy as I came in. I checked to see if I smelled like a garbage bin. Nope! The cat still smelled grand and my feet had no littter sand. So what could it be that had dVerse in such a crazy spree?
After moving closer to the crowd, I heard quite easily the Face it Facts because they were so loud. It seems they were demanding change with their poetic exchange. They all ran back to their range and began writing about all the change. Whether needed or not change will always rearrange the plot.
Although that did remind me, I needed some change for my sea. So I figured I would give dVerse some change, as they made change for my change, changing the change I thought about as they demanded change. That did sound strange.
So I asked if they could change my loonie and toonie. They looked at me like I was cartoony. They figured the cat was just up to his usual games and were not about to fall for my claims. I just wanted some quarters though. Yet they were not in the know.
I told them to change my loonie and they gave me a number. They were nice enough to write it on a post-it and stick it to a cucumber. I guess they figured the cat needs more green food. But I just found them rude. The number was for a shrink. They thought I was talking about the loonie bin rink.
So I tried to get change for my toonie and this time I showed my little rhyming full moonie. But the behind of a cat is not much of an unfamilar sight and they were still confused over my change plight. They did turn on the TV for the cat. Putting on Tom and Jerry, thinking I wanted a cartoon, at their mat.
They saw I looked peeved off and before I could scoff, changed it to the Pokemon rap. Now I was done with their crap. I threw my toonie on the bar and stole the change out of their tip jar. I did take into account the exchange rate though. I would not want our exchange to short change their dVerse show.
But then they went and popped the middle out of the toonie. They took turns sticking their eye through it and I knew I should have used the loonie. Since they ruined the coin I just figured I would let them rejoin. I was not about to give the change back. So I left before they went on the attack.
I still had my loonie as I passed outside and watched as a sax player wailed and cried. I chucked the loonie into the case and the sax player made a funny face. Seems she thought it was amusement park money, finding my loonie to be rather funny.
I could not take this foreign exchange anymore and had to get back to my shore. Next time I will just charge it and avoid the loonie toonie fit. I guess one does have to have humor though to give their money a loonie toonie flow. I did not name names as to not embarrass the dVerse mass. For Brian and Claudia might change the channel to Chuck Norris Karate Kommandos the next time I show my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.