Why do we fall?

'Can you fly?', asked Daddoo.

'I am not supposed to fly.'

'You are not supposed to talk either.'

'It doesn't make sense.'

'Can you fly?', asked Daddoo.

'What is your question?'

'Can I fly?'

'Yes.'

'But where are my wings? I don't see them!', Daddoo asked.

'You forgot to close your eyes.'

Talking Lobster Doesn't Make Sense

'Yesterday, I found a bag.', said Daddoo.

'Where?'

'I don't remember. I just found it.'

'What did you do?'

'I opened it.' replied Daddoo. 'There was another bag inside.'

'People told me I don't make sense. Talking lobster doesn't make sense.'

'I opened that too. There was one more inside. And I opened that one too, and there was another...'

'Did you find anything?'

'I was not trying to find anything?' said Daddoo.

'Then why were you opening them?'

'There was nothing else to do? But I counted them.'

'How many did you find?'

'I don't remember. I am still counting.'

Daddoo's FoX

'Some one painted a cat in my room last night.'

'Why would someone paint a cat?'

'They can paint anything they want.'

'No. They can not.'

'Why do you say so?'

'I feel so.'

'May be they just feel like painting cats.

'Why do you complain then?'

'I am not complaining'

'You don't like cats?'

'Why does it always have to come to what I like?'

'What else is there?'

'Only a cat.'

Daddoo's Purchasing Power (Contd.)

'I have always wanted to wet my feet in rains. It gives you that feeling of wretchedness and ..' Daddoo murmured.

'Our life is wretched by definition. Lobsters are supposed to feel so.'

'You should not always keep it wet.'

'What else do you want?'

'Balloons.' Daddoo replied instantly.

'Should I ask why?'

'They don't get wet. And I can buy them.' Daddoo continued, 'What do you want?'

'I cannot buy anything.'

'If I give you a balloon for free, would you want it then?' Daddoo asked.

'How long could you keep your feet wet?'

'Till I get a new balloon.'

Daddoo's Purchasing Power

'Take your time. Let me know whenever you feel like doing so.' Daddoo said.

'What if I just forget everything?'

'Well then I will think you are taking your time.'

'And how long will you wait?'

'Till the time you let me know.' Daddoo replied.

'Never.'

'Forever.'

Lobsters Don't Like Lobsters!!

'Strange', Daddoo replied, 'We like each other very much.'
'Sometimes we hug other people to tell them how much we like them. So it is not uncommon to use a deo once in a while. Do you need one?', asked Daddoo.

'No, they eat us and moreover I don't like the idea of getting hugged by not-lobster-people'.

'I mean the deo.'

'No. Do you have a light bulb?'

'But why don't you like each other.' Daddoo found it rather depressing than strange.

'Do you have a light bulb?'

'When I was young no one used to hug me. I should have 'deo-ed' myself.'

'Were you a lobster back then?'

'Yes. I have one in my room.' Daddoo suddenly came back.

'Oh. I hate him then.'

'I mean the light bulb. And I was too young to remember if I was a lobster then.' Daddoo said.

'We love light bulbs.'