Rindercella-- It makes me laugh every time!

[Toot Sweet]

The Story of Rindercella

Once apon a time, in a coreign fountry, there lived a very geautiful birl; her name was Rindercella. Now, Rindercella lived with her mugly other and her two sad bisters. And in this same coreign fountry, there was a very prandsom hince.

And this prandsom hince was going to have a bancy fall. And he'd invited people from riles amound, especially the pich reople. Rindercella's mugly other and her two sad blisters went out to buy some drancy fesses to wear to this bancy fall, but Rindercella could not go because 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 scried. She was a kitten there a scrien, when all at once there appeard before her, her gairy fodmother. And he touched her with his wagic mand ... and there appeared before her, a cig boach and hix white sorces to take her to the bancy fall. But now she said to Rindercella, "Rindercella, you must be home before nidmight, or I'll purn you into a tumpkin!"

When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, the prandsom hince met her at the door because he had been watchin' behind a woden hindow. And Rindercella and the prandsom hince nanced all dight until nidmight...and they lell in fove. And finally, the mid clock strucknight. And Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom, she slopped her dripper!

The next day, the prandsom hince went all over the coreign fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper. Finally he came to Rindercella's house. He tried it on Rendercella's mugly other ... and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on her two sigly usters ... and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on Rindercella ... and it fid dit. It was exactly the sight rize!

So they were married and lived heverly ever hapwards. Now, the storal of the mory is this: If you ever go to a bancy fall and want to have a pransom hince loll in fove with you, don't forget to slop your dripper!

 

[Ready to go in Ok]

But I thought slopping your dripper could get you in trouble. Who knew?

 

[Iansmom]

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!!!



Way back, years ago, when I was a Girl Scout, I went away to summer camp. One year, we had a counselor that knew this rendition by heart and would tell it to us. Because she knew it so well, she'd say it pretty fast and we all would giggle SOooooo much. I didn't realize there was a written version. I'm saving this one for sure!!!

 

[Linzybrooke]

I love those! Zilch the Tory Steller is my favorite. I have a couple of his CD's and they are all awesome. Check out his website for more funnies! http://www.torysteller.com/

 

[outlander]

This is hilarious...it has me in stitches every time!
It's hard to get the effect reading if you've never heard it before though
and on that note....
If you've never heard it before...TREAT YOURSELF!
Hilarious.

Thanks for sharing!

 

[Claire L]

Reminds me of a similar story with Friar Tuck from Robin Hood!

Claire

 

[KathyTX]

I love Rindercella. My dad knows it by heart (along with about a thousand other stories...)

Some evil people I know actually had a lot of fun with Rindercella earlier this year, in a kind of warped way.

In February, my dad had a stroke. It's fairly bad, he's lost a lot of function on his left side (can't walk), and also has a lot of memory and judgement impairment now. He spent two months in hospitals.

Anyway, *some* of my family (no names here!) thought it was great fun to get dad to recite Rindercella when new doctors were around to evaluate him. So there's dad, not quite himself, truly a bit confused about where he is and what's happening, slurred speech, chattering on about the ugly blisters and Rindercella slopping her dripper. The poor neurologists thought the old guy had a real problem, not realizing that this was part of who he was before the stroke.

Warped, but dad was still having fun and enjoyed being the entertainment.

 

[Toot Sweet]

I love Rindercella. My dad knows it by heart (along with about a thousand other stories...)

Some evil people I know actually had a lot of fun with Rindercella earlier this year, in a kind of warped way.

In February, my dad had a stroke. It's fairly bad, he's lost a lot of function on his left side (can't walk), and also has a lot of memory and judgement impairment now. He spent two months in hospitals.

Anyway, *some* of my family (no names here!) thought it was great fun to get dad to recite Rindercella when new doctors were around to evaluate him. So there's dad, not quite himself, truly a bit confused about where he is and what's happening, slurred speech, chattering on about the ugly blisters and Rindercella slopping her dripper. The poor neurologists thought the old guy had a real problem, not realizing that this was part of who he was before the stroke.

Warped, but dad was still having fun and enjoyed being the entertainment.

That's cute!

 

[kejoda]

I love Rindercella. My dad knows it by heart (along with about a thousand other stories...)

Some evil people I know actually had a lot of fun with Rindercella earlier this year, in a kind of warped way.

In February, my dad had a stroke. It's fairly bad, he's lost a lot of function on his left side (can't walk), and also has a lot of memory and judgement impairment now. He spent two months in hospitals.

Anyway, *some* of my family (no names here!) thought it was great fun to get dad to recite Rindercella when new doctors were around to evaluate him. So there's dad, not quite himself, truly a bit confused about where he is and what's happening, slurred speech, chattering on about the ugly blisters and Rindercella slopping her dripper. The poor neurologists thought the old guy had a real problem, not realizing that this was part of who he was before the stroke.

Warped, but dad was still having fun and enjoyed being the entertainment.

thats something my Dad would of done.