Mpayhba, a.k.a. the Trampoline Planet, was

Mpayhba, a.k.a. the Trampoline Planet, was a popular destination for kids and elephants alike. But sometimes, adept bouncers would sail beyond the atmosphere and into the asteroid

belt, lighting up the planet's outer atmosphere with an explosion of gayly burning flame. It wasn't the happiest of places to visit, but it was the bounciest. The elephants were

made of rubber cement, so when they stampeded across the planet, they bounced all around like one of those super-bouncy balls that the legends talk about. I wanted to catch an

anti-climatic film at the cinema with my new girlfriend, but it too had been covered in cement. So, instead, we bounced together for a time and had the joy of our lives.

the philosophy students? Their lives were just beginning to sour. This development would hasten the process. Maybe candy could help deaden the blow? I sped to the grocery, hoping

that mint humbugs were in stock. They were! as well as butterscotch and pear drops. I rushed back but the philosophy students were already reading Nietzsche and it was far too late

to interest them in such innocent treats. No, the Nietzsche-reading students were goners, off into the land of black licorice, burnt coffee & brussel sprouts. Bitter, angry flavors

reflective of unsettled souls. Meanwhile, in Music Appreciation 200 the class created a fruit salad of brain activity. Some kiwi, guava, maybe a walnut to offset the black grape.

Suddenly the principle barged in. "What's all this food doing here!?" he stormed. "It's not what it looks like!" stammered the teacher. "You're not the cooking teacher you fool!"