Kia Ford Attending The English Premiere Festivities

Back in the day, Monday before Thanksgiving meant spending money browsing King Herald Department Store complex, a shopping destination anchoring the unbelievable American big island city that Kia Ford recently called home.

This being the first holiday season the star-spangled banner would spend across the oceanic pond; a new world revealed many exciting adventures, and one sweet temptation would surface giving energy to the transplanted states woman.

“No turkey droppings to deal with,” the now international trend setter locked the flat. Accompanied by her sidekick the Peacock, Kia Ford the west ham united travelled to the new castle accepting the modern royals invitation for the Magpie festival.

“Did you bring any western ham?” The Peacock inquired.

“No,” Kia Ford paused, “I have many things in the irons, a western ham is not one of them.”

Not arguing the decision, the Peacock escorted Kia Ford, arriving promptly at the New Castle United.

“For a new castle united, do you find it strange they are wearing prison stripes?” Kia Ford asked under her breath.

“Not really,” the Peacock responded grabbing the knocker, “the design could be pinstripes, you have seen pinstripes? Kia Ford, haven’t you? Being a Yankee and everything.”

“That is true,” Kia Ford agreed patiently waiting entry.

“Welcome to the United New Castle, I am Saint James, and this is my park,” the heavenly character greeted.

Space quickly emerged “excuse me,” Kia Ford mentioned bypassing the gatekeeper.

“If I did that getting an early goal, they would call me offsides,” Saint James quipped.

“Some people think they are God,” she commented.

“Well, he said he was a Saint,” the Peacock clarified, “and this is his park.”

After enduring the hallway Kia Ford and the Peacock found themselves inside the courtyard. “Enjoy the Magpie Festival,” Saint James screamed.

Eyes wide open, the guests saw attractions including Ferris Wheels and chance games. “This place looks like fun,” Kia Ford stated, “like a postcard Tommy sent me enticing me, London’s Calling.”

“Is this the magical Tommy which gave Porsche Man all those goals last year?”

“In fact, it is,” Kia Ford confirmed, “and I think I got a goal today, successfully spending an enchanting evening here.”

“Yes, the Magpie Festival,” the Peacock displayed his colorful spread.

Window browsing through all the booths, the pair were enticed by all the Magpie types and the Peacock kept trying to win a gift.

Disappointed, the festive fowl ventured over to a dark demonic table where entertaining barker waved a wand. “My name is Aaron, and I may have a goal for you Peacock.”

“A goal for me or for my partner Kia Ford?” The colorful creature investigated watching the tease remain silent.

“Here try some of my homemade Bissaka Magpie,”

“There is no such thing as a Bissaka Magpie and if you wave your wand, then,”

“I will present you a goal,”

“Sounds fair,” the Peacock agreed, shaking his head in an affirmative way.

Minutes passed and the Peacock held a take away box before bumping into Kia Ford, “look what I won?”

“A Bissaka Magpie?” Kia Ford guessed.

“Great dessert to celebrate the American Holiday,” the Peacock smiled.

“I guess we are leaving St. James Park with two goals,” Kia Ford concluded.

“We had fun,” the Peacock counted, “and”

“We won a prize,” Kia Ford completed the sentence.

Upon departing St. James bid them adieu and they both went straight home.

Later that evening, each with a fork they relished the delightful winnings, picking the Mag Pie apart. “That Bowen shrine has been quiet,” Kia Ford noted.

“I know,” the Peacock agreed.

“What about the bubble machine?” Kia Ford continued.

“It should be working,” the Peacock reported, “do you think we should get some more Bissaka Mag Pie down at the franchise corporate candy shoppe, they have a bulk sale going.”

“I have to think about it,” Kia Ford strategized, ending the conversation.