Marvin + social interaction = BIG NO NO
Marvin doesn’t react quite well to the people around him. Sometimes they make his blood sugar rise and he has these nervous break downs!
Anyways, it was Halloween. I thought maybe since everyone is crazy on this holiday, then Marvin would fit right in. Who could tell the difference between a preemie baby dressed as a tiger/loaded with sugar, and a deranged hand puppet?
Anyways, I took Marvin to this party. Yes I seriously did, and you know what Marvin dressed up as? He bought
( I BOUGHT. Psh, like Marvin has money!)
a cat-sized jester hat and had these spasms all around the room! Too much excitement I guess.
As all of you know, Marvin is big on fiber. And there was no fiber what so ever at this party. I mean, your playing games and talking with friends; whose gonna go to the refreshment table and grab a fiber one bar?
Example:
Me: “Hey Jenna how’s it going?!”
Jenna: “Good good, so how’s life?”
Me: “Its al…wait hold that thought, this fiber one bar is going right through me!”
I guess Marvin would do that, he can’t talk so it doesn’t matter. Anyways, Marvin wanted dinner. There was no grass, fiber, cardboard, or books for him to eat. So I introduced Marvin the nachos! The fast food fiber of the future! Nacho chips consist of corn or some flour stuff, and that’s natural right?
Marvin DID NOT agree with my reasoning. He inhaled the chips, and sniffed the cheese. He grabbed a chip and threw it. That’s when it happened; Marvin had enough of this so-called fiber substitute. He grabbed a plastic fork and started stabbing me with it, then he brought out his cheese stick (which he hides somewhere..I don’t know so don’t ask) and he started whacking people in the head. *sniffle* a cheese stick can really hurt.
You all know Marvin disappears during his break downs. I usually end up finding him passed out on a bookshelf or just on the floor…
But NO, this time it was different! Marvin was entranced by a convict looking clown. And believe me, this was what the clown probably looks like 24/7. He could have at least shaved him 5 o’ clock shadow! Gosh..
Marvin started jabbing me with his cheese stick and pointed to the clown. He wanted a picture, I guessed. So the clown litterally says, ” I don’t know what your doing with that hand puppet!
I don’t know what your doing with that hand puppet!” He was totally ranting!
This is what the clown looked like; I don’t know who was more freaked out, the clown or me:
So next Halloween, remember; NEVER TAKE MARVIN TO A PARTY =D