She didn't know much about science fiction.

She didn't know much about science fiction. She'd read too many romance novels. But when she lay in bed that night, bodice-ripper in hand, she could have sword she'd stepped out

into an illegal rave in a field. She could feel the bass bins pumping and hear the mc bustin some wicked lyrics. The people around her were stomping along to the beats so she raise

her arms and moved her hips and danced forward into the crowd of ravers. Brushing through the push of bodies and feeling the sensations of lights and sounds. Her mind expands

fish, no kidding. Once at the Seattle Aquarium she looked at a shark and thought "BLOW." The shark expanded until it filled the entire tank sending huge amounts of

salty water gushing out over the sides. Surfs up! The Seattle Aquarium officials escorted her and the other visitors out of the shark area. "This bites," she said sharply.

"You try going into the shark tank to swim with the hammerheads and they escort you off the premises for thinking we are 'a danger to ourselves and those surrounding us'" They shov

ed into the drunk tank after scoffing at my story.This was the 2nd tank I'd been in today."I swear, the sharks neededmehtohulpdem.Duhsharktank..." I slurred. Maybe I was a bit drun

drunk, but I shtill knew the inshide of an Abramsh M1. My shird tank of zhuh day. When offered, I gleefully took over shteering...BANG! Uh oh. "Hey, that was Obama!" Ok, no harm no

Consequences, but Obama never realised how old he looked after so long in office. My mum was ready to comment on that when the tellie came on by itself for the third time in a year

"This new TV is just rubbish!" My mom shouted. Which was okay, but then I just started to imagine how old Obama really did look, maybe old enough to be my mom's grandfather.