Innocuous lullabies seemed to serendipitously

Innocuous lullabies seemed to serendipitously prepare the stunned boy for the chair being thrown at him as he remembered he was running down the stairs to escape the long-arm of an

evil wrestler called The Law Firm. The boy dodged the onslaught of office chairs and balled-up grievances as he fled the club. The Law Firm tore off his 3 piece suit; a theme song

about a job where one must work 9 to 5 and the ensuing drudgery sung by a woman was the evil wrestler named "The Law Firm's" choice atmospheric when entering the ring. It struck

Thirteen o'clock that day and the trains stopped running. Everything was automated nowadays, making such events possible. At 13:48 the engineer screamed bloody murder, taking an

The hard candy trolley was late by 14 minutes, agitating the Granny horde, but by 14:37 the sun was blazing them into a stupor of half-uttered observations on the scenery the train

had somehow missed. Mr. Sudbury got a terrible sunburn, but it felt good on his shingles. Mrs. Dingle was disappointed that the hard candy trolley was out of ginger balls. Dr. Goo

ber and Dr. Gomer reminisced about the days when everybody’s fridge-freezer came with a full water bottle and boxes of chocolate Turkish taffy and chocolate-covered bananas. Mrs.

Butterworth wiped the counter a final time and stood back to admire her work. The syrup mafia would find her eventually, that was a given. She lit a smoke and sank into her lazy

boy chair, waiting. Just then Aunt Jemima, recently freed from the supermarket shelves to become a freelance assassin, snuck up behind Mrs. Butterworth and popped a cap in her ass.