I was going for a walk the other day. The sun was out and the birds were chirping from the branches. All I had with me was an ice coffee in my right hand, and that was all I needed.
I took a small sip and let out a sigh of relaxation. That's when I heard the sound. It was horrible.
It was like a dog screaming, but I didn't think that it was a dog because it started to scream in English.
"I am the prophet from the HILL! Show me your legs!"
I nearly choked on my ice coffee. Suddenly the source of the commotion came into view. It was a short man riding a scooter.
He appeared very, very drunk.
"Get me a pizza pie! This little steam engine needs fuel!"
As the man drew closer I began to chuckle to myself, although that changed very quickly once he pulled up next to me and I realized who the man was.
"Good morning, son! Which way to the nearest pizza pie store?"
"Dad?? Where the heck have you been?! We haven't seen you in three months!"
"Your father was seeking enlightenment- and he GOT it!"
Two police officers riding bicycles pulled up close by.
"Everything OK here?"
"NO!" I screamed.
"This man- my FATHER, is a SINNER! I've been looking for my scooter for the last three months, and to see that my own FATHER has stolen it to use as his mode of transportation is just upsetting!
Please! Take him away!"
The two police officers grumbled under their breath as they began trying to figure out how they were going to go about hauling my father down to the slammer.