Think thank thunk

It was many years ago that my dad made me believe (to humour himself of course!!) that it is not 'good, better, best'. The reality is simpler than what they teach you at school. In real life though - you  progress as - 'good, gooder, goodest'. And to this I said - well, then what about - 'think, thank and thunk'. My proud father said - 'well there you go, you got it!'

I lost a few marks in my English test. My mother wasn't amused. Dad and I still can't stop laughing at it. And I always thunk that I should thank him for the think.

Staring at the ceiling and thinking they say is such a fruitless thing that only jobless people engage in.

Hmm...interesting this joblessness...I must say...fertile...the tile under my feet is powder blue...a bubble just crept out of it and stepped on my toe...weightless...hmm...the world reminds me - jobless...pointless? another one steps on top of it and slowly I find myself floating inside a bubble of powder blue bubbles...the powder blue tile would've been the magic floating carpet under the bubbles..I think...is this magic real? the magicest moments wait for another pointless pointer that points to the pointest to think a thunk that they can thank for being so really magical...