Once upon a time in a coreign fountry, there lived a geautiful birl, and her name was Rindercella. Now Rindercella lived with her mugly other and two sad blisters. Also, in this same coreign fountry, there lived a very pransome hince, and this pransome hince was going to have a bancy fall, and he’d invited people for riles amound, especially the pich reople. Rindercella’s mugly other and her two sad blisters went to town to buy some drancy fesses for the bancy fall, but Rindercella couldn’t go ‘cause all she had to wear were some old rirty dags.
Finally the night of the bancy fall arrived, and Rindercella couldn’t go, so she just cat down and sried. She was sitting there srying when all of the sudden there appeared before her, her gairy modfather, and he touched her with his wagic mand. and there appeared before her a kig boach and hix white sorses to take her to the bancy fall, and he said “Rindercella, be sure and be home before midnight, or I’ll purn you into a tumpkin!”
When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, this prandsome hince met her at the door because he had been watching all this time behind a hidden window. Rindercella and the prandsome hince nanced all dight. And they lell in fove. And all at once, the mid clock struck night. And Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom, she slopped her dripper!
The next day, this pransome hince went all over this coreign fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper. They finally came to Rindercella’s house, and he tried it on the mugly other, and it fidn’t dit. Then he tried it on the two sisty uglers, and it fidn’t dit, and then he tried it on Rindercella, and it fid dit. It was exactly the sight rize! And so they were married and lived heavenly after happily.
Now the storal of the mory is: if you go to a bancy fall and you want a pransome hince to lall in fove with you don’t forget to slop your dripper.
The end.
Simply Benni... c'est moi! 