Scream and run in search of jell-o
You scream at the horror of this idea and turn and run for a second,
then skid to a stop, turn around, and leap back at the cow, landing an
inch from her face with a THUD. She blinks a lot, and you say,
"Where can I find the giant jell-o vat?"
"Simple," she replies. "Just follow the plaid jell-o
road." You follow her pointing hoof to the sight of a wobbly
plaid path leading off into the woods. "Oh." You start to
skip, but stumble and fall flat on your face. You decide it's too
hard for a cow to skip. Picking yourself up, you step tentatively
onto the jell-o and start to sink. You pull your hoof out with a THUCK
and step on it with another. You slowly make your way down the road,
THUCK THUCK THUCK. You have a feeling you should be singing something
like "Anywhere Beyond the Rainclouds" and dancing around
with a group of freaks and small fuzzy elfs. You wonder if you are
just weird to begin with, or if being a cow has warped your
brain.
