Oompa loompas deterred

I was craving something cold, milky, and sweet the entire day, so when my dad and I hit up Costco (again!), I headed straight for the snack bar and got myself a nonfat froyo twist.  I was blissfully tucking in when my dad suddenly blurted out, ”how come you’re not fat?!”  I stopped in the middle of a smooth, creamy mouthful, completely take aback. Truth is, I was floating up, up, and away on my feathery froyo cloud, little oompa loompas dancing on the horizon, when he caught me with my pants down.  I gave him a short impatient glare before returning to my treat but the moment had passed.  I was grounded. 😦

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