The day began like any other -the birds were

The day began like any other -the birds were singing, a gentle breeze was blowing- and yet, George could not help but feel a barely perceptible sense of foreboding, as if he knew

the ice cream man was a narc. "These strawberry dips are addicting," said George. The "ice cream man" raised his eyebrow. "Do you struggle with addiction, son?" Panicking, George

vented all of his worries into a single sentence towards the ice cream man. "YES I cant live without the strawberry dip ice cream, Don't leave me to SUFFER, PLEASE" George then

slapped the donkey shit out of Frank Oz. Lucas screamed, "Vocal chords? Ice Cream? We have to shoot NOW!" Then Frank saw Lucas' special hair oils. "Maybe I could lube the voice bo

and Donatello could really bust a rhyme while trashing foot soldiers." But Lucas was too busy for Frank Oz's musings, because Claus showed up with a new bucket helmet and voice bo.

.. and said "I really have NO CLUE WHATSOEVER WHAT THIS ENTIRE SITUATION IS ABOUT!!! I JUST HAD A 'SENIOR MOMENT'!!!" and then he

handcuffed me & threw me face down on the shag carpet. My screams were muffled as he spoke some kind of gibberish. I felt the carpet move beneath us & I realized We were airborne.

I died. Or did I?

I sat up cautiously. "Um, hi?" No one looked my way. It was only when I looked down that I realised. I, or rather, my ghost, had come completely out of my body and was now floating