George: Where am I now?
Girl: You're in Fiction Land! Where anything can happen! *sees a piano falling towards her*
George: You better move! A piano is falling towards you!
Girl: I know! *doesn't move and is crushed by the piano*
George: Gulp! I better watch my back! *falls down a hole* What now?! *screams like a girl* Help! *lands in a barrel of corn*
Farmer: Get out of my corn barrel!
George: Sorry! *sees a tornado coming* Oh no! *screams like a girl again and is sucked into the tornado*
Old Man: Poor feller never had a chance! *smokes from his pipe*
George: *now on an island* This blows! Nothing but coconuts!
Sun: Get used to it!
George: Who said that?
Sun: *doesn't say anything*
George: I want to be taken back to the real world! Please! *gets transported to Antarctica* Not here!! It's too cold! Take me back to Idaho! Now! *gets transported to the desert* Oh, come on! Who's in charge of this picture, anyway?!
Me: That would be me! *chuckling*
MaryKLago: *giggling*
This story was written on July 21st, 2019.
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