God and I went for a walk out in the countryside.
I asked what makes God angry. God thought about it for a moment and then declared, “Lemons!”
I pointed to a lemon grove off in the distance. God smote the grove with the full power of the universe.
After which the air was permeated with a refreshing lemon aroma.
The ghost of Enrico Fermi came by to visit while I was taking my daily laying on the couch and looking up blankly at the ceiling time.
I asked the ghost of Fermi what he was holding.
Fermi’s ghost said, “It’s a bottle of the finest quantum foam.”
I asked if I could have some. Fermi poured me a glass and I took a sip. It tasted like I was drinking a cloud’s antenna monocle dream setback appeased.
I said to the cloud, “What you are doing being down there?”
The cloud said, “I’m not, fool.”
I said, “But it’s what I’m seeing.”
The cloud said, “Dude, you’re looking in a puddle.”
I touched the cloud with my toe and it rippled.
The puddle said, “Hey, what’s the big deal?!”
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