Peering at the space under the partition he could see several pairs of hoofed feet. When it came time, he would jump.
“One thing I’ve realized–nobody understands what rules reality should follow, and nobody really cares.”
Excited children gathered in front of the cage, unsure of what was hunched up and hissing in the corner.
Three short sharp breaths then she stuck her head into the bucket.
When the trays were brought in everyone howled like wolves.
At the clinic there was no expectation that one’s super power was beneficial, merely entertaining.
At dusk the leather-clad motorcycle gang arrived in front of the surveyors office, kicking up dust and hollering obscenities.
On the same night the dogs and cats disappeared, rocks at the edges of the water became luminescent.
The manhole covers steamed, suddenly flew ten feet into the air. “Again?” the barber said, laying down his scissors with disgust.
With a wink and a nod the Welsh farmer jammed the bar under the Stone and tipped it over into the creek.
“Be sure to take it out to breath once in a while, and it gets hungry sometimes, really really hungry.”
When the bill came he flipped over the table, yelled something in Latin, put on his cape and quickly left.
The police, firemen and a lawyer knocked on the door. The man who answered was angry. “This can’t go on any longer” he said.
“I know there are coins in the wishing well,” the tour guide said, “but NO FUTURE WISHES WILL BE HONORED.”
Additional staff was called in when the truck full of monkeys collided with the truck full of bananas.