the+vagabong+tomato

media type="custom" key="4342643" The vagabond tomato

Once upon a time there was an old man that owned a fruit shop in the middle of town square in 1583, England, he had very little money. This was a very strange time for witch craft and murder was lurking around every corner. One day the mans shop was empty and he had made very little money and it was about time to close. He looked around yawning as he saw an old hunchback lady. She wore a long black rode with purple stars around it. She had a pointy nose with a wart at the end. She had long stringy hair with a black pointy hat on her head. I’ve course he had never seen such a hideous woman before and had he not seen a witch before so he just assumed that she was very deformed. He waited for her to buy some fruit but surprisingly she just stood there looking at him with wide eyes. He waited and waited until he couldn’t wait no more. “I'm sorry mam, but it is time for me to close my shop for it is a half past five.” She didn’t move instead she silently muttered some words, but the man couldn’t here what she was saying. He thought that she saying something that could offend him or something to do with his shop. Just as he was going to ask her get out of his shop she loudly spoke saying a random phrase. “Nuts and bolts, screws and nickels, for tomorrow strange happenings will happen.” And with a click of her fingers she was gone. The man closed up the shop and wondered what her words had meant all night without a wink of sleep. In the morning the old man go up and went to his chest of draws and put on his old baggy clothes. He turned around and saw the lady standing behind him. “Hurry! Be quick for thee tomato will rise and all will fall apart!” after herring this he fled to his shop. When he got to his shop and examined all of his fruit and open up the shop. Surprisingly today he got lucky. He got a lot of customers and made a lot of money. Half way through the day he decides to close the shop for five minutes and go and spend some money on a nice fancy lunch for the first time in his life. As he was about to close the shop he waited for the last customer to exit his shop; when herd a loud screech. He turned around running towards his fellow customer. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong!” to his disbelief one of the tomatoes had a face and was talking. Seeing this, the lady ran out of his shop terrified. “Blah, blah, blah.” It seemed to be saying words. “Arrrrr!!! And he to ran out of his shop. A half an hour later he returned to find that the tomato was still there but there was no face. So he went back and stood behind the counter. As the day went on the man fell asleep and later was awakend by the sound of something dropping. He opened his eyes and saw that the tomato had a face again and was rolling out the door. In amazement he rubbed his eyes and watched it rolled out the door. It lightly sang song and rolled out the door then, squish. It was gone just like the witch. From that day he never saw it again. The end