I sat on the pyramidion, easing my legs into

I sat on the pyramidion, easing my legs into my sleeping bag and applying war paint. Jeff said he once slid down all of the Great Pyramid in 48 seconds. Psh, child's play. No pads

purposely wet my pants so I could make the pyramid into my own personal slip and slide. Halfway down the pyramid my helmet cam fell off and slipped into a crevice in the pyramid

and rolled into a hidden chamber. 2000 years later, my helmet was discovered by some puzzled archaeologists. The archaeologists tied to develop various theories to explain how

a quart of Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey was found, still frozen, inside my helmet. The archeologists had no explanations & the desert heat began melting the ancient ice cream. Quick

don't let that ice cream go to waste! Chucky Monkey was discontinued as a flavor back in 2013 and the archeologist had been craving it ever since. My body was thawing out with the

global warming effect a little more each day. Al Gore might of been on to something all those years ago back in a time when there actually was chunky monkey to be eaten. I wonder

as my TV remote floated away. "Maybe there was something to this global thing." I pondered as the torrent poured through the sills and swelled under my recliner.

'Global warming,' I mentally corrected myself. Not that I really saw how that worked: I was freezing. I would have turned the heater on, but I was scared of electrocution, so I

sat right down and wrote myself a letter and made believe it came from you. 'To whom it may concern, my head is hot, my toes are cold, but between is just right'