I got it, I'll run into the wall, for that's sure to make a clapping sound. 3.2.1. Go. I ran with all of my might and smacked into the wall and went straight through it. I regretted living in an apartment that morning, for a man in the room adjacent to me, was charming a king cobra with a flute. After he turned around to see what had happened, he screamed and the king cobra bit his right eyeball. I said to myself, "what in the name of Hitler's mustache is going on here!" I ran back into my room without looking down and discovered that the light had finally turned on. I ran into my bathroom and was confused as to why a giant note was plastered onto my mirror. The note said, "sorry for abducting you earlier this afternoon and turning you into a, well, you'll see- sincerely, Grey Aliens." I ripped the note off of the mirror and screamed! I murmured to myself, "I guess aliens have a good sense of humor, for my name is Tobias Rezk, TR for short." The mirror shattered, but the reflection I saw was forever imprinted in my mind. I was now a Tyrannosaurus Rex and no longer …show more content…
I grabbed a trench coat and managed to find an oversized top hat. After getting dressed I washed my face, ate my dinner and brushed my teeth. With my nightly chores completed, I ran outside and jumped on my motor powered unicycle. I fired her up and headed to work. On the way there, I passed a place I'd always dreamed of entering, The Closet, which is a local gay bar. I was never open about being gay, but always yearned to be. I was also scared of what Jesus thinks of me and therefore suppress my gay thoughts. As I turned my head to observe the bar, I went flying into the air! A fudging taxicab ran into me! I came crashing down to the ground without my top hat and trench coat, for they'd flown off of my body. When I hit the ground, my mouth stretched around the surface of a fire hydrant. The force of the impact loosened the bolts, which held the fire hydrant down. A powerful stream of water came shooting out of the ground and I yet again went spinning into the air! I was at least thirty-five feet above the ground, but luckily, my legs had never broken free of my unicycle's pegs. I engaged the stabilizing rocket boosters on my unicycle to combat against the tumbling motion I was set into. After it was stabilized, I engaged the jet propulsion system, but when I tried to turn it off, my efforts were futile, for the switch was stuck. The unicycle reached an unimaginable