It seemed like years had gone by since starting

It seemed like years had gone by since starting a folding story. Then one day folding story sends me a survey. Do I have ideas? Usually people know better than to ask me this.

Of course I have ideas. We all have ideas, don't we? But, honestly, I don't know what they would want. Do they want my opinion on the cosmos, or just a consumer feedback essay?

Here's an idea, why don't you go and get me a cup of coffee? And I'll know if you've spit in it. I could tell you were thinking about it. I could see it in your beady little eyes.

Go on, shoo, get me my coffee." The apprentice ran off dodging people on the way out. Quinn sauntered up to me "Feaking apprentices, they're like infants! Bumbling stumbling idiots

with heads too big for their bodies, drooling and pooping all the time!" I gazed at Quinn's oversized head. He frowned, "my intelligence dictates my cranial capacity. My apprentice

Was dressed to kill. He wore a hipster outfit that both he and the customers loved. Never mind if Quinn drooled a lot, a sign he needed to see a dentist. He dressed in camo..

and karate chopped Quinn's drooling face. That shut his salivary glands up. After hitting Quinn, he got back to serving the customers in a leaf dress, to blend in with the locals

and all was going well until something happened. I don't know what it was but I was looking one way & that something happened behind me & suddenly everything was different except m

-y mind. All around me, Christmas starting closing in, even though it was only September 22nd. Fake trees glowed in the hardware stores, inflatable Santas appeared in the Walmarts,

cackling witches adorned home improvement stores. Nothing says class like plastic party string lights strewn over doorways and railings! Pumpkins and reindeer and ghosts - oh my!