A story I wrote 4 years ago when I was hanging with Mary

I woke up I saw an owl that gaped its mouth open right over my chest. Just seconds later (oh, by the way, the owl's name is Zim.) Zim bit my rib and my loin. I tried to build a secret, neat orb to evade the owl. Once I made the orb it distracted Zim with showing him a movie about a coy cub playing with a horn. I had enough time to run away, but my shoe fell off. Stumbling down, I received a late tackle by him and immediately had to pee. Amazingly my pee was wine and the last thing Zim said before I passed out was, "hey, I hide old age teats in a dove jar". After this happened my pager went off. Dots began to appear around me as I scanned the room. Gosh! Wasn't that a crazy story!?