A to Z Challenge: K is for a Kookie K Konversation
Kelly: “I used to think Kalamazoo was in Africa, but I just had it confused with Timbuktu. Kalamazoo is in Michigan.”
Kyle: “Yeah, I can remember talking about Timbuktu and Kalamazoo as a child. Something like, ‘Where did you go, to Timbuktu?’ Or was that Kalamazoo? I can’t remember, but something like that.”
Kelly: “Oh yeah and remember singing that Kookaburra song
Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree,
Merry, merry King of the bush is he.
Laugh Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra.
Gay your life must be.”
Kyle: “Hahahahaha! Yeah, I remember that. Ah great memories.”
Kipp: “Well that’s all well and good, but what does that have to do with anything? Stop all this kibitzing.”
Kelly: “Oh my goodness. Why the kerfuffle? What’s got your kilt all tied in knots?”
Kipp: “I am with two kooks, you, Kookie and you, Kookier. Here we have this whole kit and caboodle of knurly kludge and knickknackery to get out of here, and I’m keen on completing the task before King Kamehameha the Great returns and runs into the Kookaburra in Kalamazoo. So let’s put the kibosh on kindling your kindred spirits, or you just might see more of my knuckles than my kindheartedness.”
Kelly: “Well you certainly have a knack for killing the kangaroo.”
Kipp and Kyle: “WHAT DOES THAT MEAN!?”
KELLY: “ I MEANT we were having a kicking good time kidding around while we... .”
Kyle: “I am a bit kecklish from the kebabs we had earlier and all I had was a knabble.”
Kipp: “Well isn’t this just a fine kettle of fish.”
Kelly: I guess it’s time to kowtow to the kinfolk and tell ‘em we’ll knock it out another time.”
Kipp: “Let’s break out the keg.”
Sometimes you just have to be a little Krazy.
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