ONCE UPON A TIME...
There was a city.
Now, this city was like any other normal city.
It had one really tall building, and other tall buildings around it to keep it company.
Just like any good utopian environment, it was at peace.
And the people who lived in the city were at peace too.
Then one day, something unfortunate happened.
ASTEROIDS.
Rocks flew from the heavens.
This was not very pleasant.
The people of the city all agreed that this was not very pleasant.
Then the people of the city said,
"This is quite okay. All of our buildings are still standing. This situation could be worse."
And the truth was... it really could be worse.
Then extraterrestrial life started rampaging the city.
THIS WAS WORSE.
"Asteroids and Aliens?!?"
the people of the city cried,
"What next? A tidal wave?"
YUP.
Tidal Wave.
A massive flood was overtaking the once peaceful city.
The people of the city didn't say anything because most of them were dead by this point.
But there was one conversation between two people who were trying to "ride out the storm" that has significance to this tale.
A man on the twenty-first floor of the tallest building was looking out the window.
He looked over to his wife.
"Honey,"
said the husband,
"There is a giant potato heading this way. We should prepare for the worst."
The good news is, there was no giant potato heading for the city.
The bad news is, the wife had a hearing problem.
MORE BAD NEWS, THE POTATO WAS A TORNADO.
At this point, the government decided to take matters into their own hands.
You see, the government was not worried about the inhabitants of this city. They had an alien epidemic that needed fixed.
THEY FIXED IT.
And the moral of this story is,
Don't live in any city.
Ever.
(It's dangerous.)
THE END.
