Go feed Shadow!!!
And you sprint back the way you came, past a befuddled Mr. Green, down
the stairs, through the door (panting heavily) and...keep going
through the door. Wheeeee!
"Hmm why am I still in this door?" you think. "Oh yeah
because it...reVOLVES." And you keep running until you reach the
end of the tunnel and run into the bright lights of the city streets.
Suddenly you run into a very tall man! Picking yourself up off the
ground, checking for broken bones, you say, "Watch where you're
going! Can't you see people walking around here! Park your car
somewhere else!" And you look up to see, not a monster truck, but
a tall man.
"PARDON ME, GRAMPS! CAN YOU HEAR ME? IS YOUR HEARING AID
IN??" you scream.
"Uhh. Yes I can hear you. And I, my little league, am the famous
Mr. Monopoly." True to his words, the oldster had a large
mustachio and was fingering a giant wad of paper money.
"Oh boy money!" you cry.
Do you go home to feed Shadow or mug Mr.
Monopoly?
As Mr. Green isn't watching, you think to yourself, "Self, why
should I go get him a cup of coffee when I could be feeding Shadowy
Wadowy? She must be a trifle hungry. Let's go, legs!"
