Playing Favorites

Charlee: “So, what are the Smurfhamas and how do we get there?”
Realtor Smurf: “The Smurfhamas are resort islands in the Caribbean. I don’t know how you would smurf there, but Papa Smurf smurfed a charter plane to smurf himself and Smurfette and a few other favorites there.”
Vermin: “HISSS! Did you hear that? Papa Smurf has favorites! And I’m not looking at two of them! Ha ha ha ha!”

Realtor Smurf: ” Hey, Papa Smurf smurfed me with the very important job of smurfing the model home and sales office here at the Villages at Smurftown, and as you can smurf, I’m very busy.”
Vermin: “HISSS! Oh yeah, you have got potential buyers beating down the door! You should have seen the traffic jam on the way here! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Producer Smurf: “You must have some way of smurfing a message to Papa Smurf. A crystal ball? A reflecting pool? Carrier pigeon?”
Realtor Smurf: “Well normally I would smurf him a text message, but he smurfed his cell phone here this time because he didn’t want to be disturbed.”
Charlee: “Charter jets? Cell phones? Text messages? I was told you smurfs were anti-technology. That’s why we walked here instead of taking the Magic Flying Coaster.”
Realtor Smurf: “Who smurfed you that? We’re smurfs, we’re not the Amish.”

11 thoughts on “Playing Favorites

  1. Not the Amish, BOL! Apparently the smurfs have evolved into being just like the rest of the world. Too bad. We still think Producer Smurf should get his house back. Maybe a law suit. Hmm, are those law suits comfy? XOX Xena, Lucy and Chia


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