I watched too many Bewitched episodes

thoughts at 12:26am

once upon a time when i was about 7 years old i made my very own special magic potion in our tiny little bathroom. i was sure that i convinced my dear cousins denice, christie & june that if they drank it they would surely turn into a cat. i was very persuasive because i believed in my product as any good salesman does. i also confidently backed up my claim as evidenced by my ability to hiss & kinda purr, which i practiced daily on the playground at school. i was sure they believed me & was ready to try my concoction. imagine my dread when i finally realized that i would be revealed as a fraud sooner if not later. i was hoping much later & lost sleep over it, hoping that my potion would cause residual amnesia. what was my potion you ask? Scope mouthwash, of course; diluted with alittle water, it wasn’t too hard to swallow & was very magically green.

good night.