The Trip

The donkey didn’t want to be ridden. So I asked the donkey if it would like to walk with me to my destination.

The donkey said yes, and we set out.

We walked three hours over hills and through valleys, not saying a word. Finally we arrived at the 7-11.

I bought the donkey a cherry-coke Slurpee. I got lemon-lime.

On the way back, we talked non-stop.