Although he considered it to be a form of

Although he considered it to be a form of right livelihood, Snuffy the Inhaler felt he needed a break from being stuck into Greg's nostrils. So, after learning mesmerism from a

bottle of prescription pain pills, Snuffy the inhaler hypnotized Greg. Greg was under the inhaler's total control. First stop, Cirque Du Soleil. The Inhaler had always wanted to

see a circus show. So before they got out, Snuffy de-hypnotized Greg to give him a chance of watching real acrobatics... after the show, the plan was back again.

But Snuffy hadn't planned on de-hypnotized Greg being rude about the acrobatics. He muttered to himself and then laughed too hard when the top acrobat fell off & landed on his head

Then died. Greg morphed into a rabbit and vanished into the hole, unknown to Snuffy. Snuffy unfortunately developed went stone deaf and took up painting. Without a hearing aid, it

was especially easy for Snuffy to let go of any inhibitions and really get into the moment. Bright colored pigments were splattered across the canvas

as he sneezed a line each of malchite and carmine snuff onto his work. For the final touches he snorted lavender, dandylion pollen and the ashes of

some leaves I hadn't seen before. The incinerator he used was compact, purpose built, and the final effect was exquisite. Colours of every shade blotted the canvas, blending smooth

-ly all the hues of the world until all those that beheld it understood in a glance the concept that we are all related, all connected. I grabbed it and ran through the streets.

I could finally end my story. I had the capability to, at least. Whether I did or not, is a whole 'nother tale