Saga
So it was some time in the future, roughly 467,288 A.D.E. that French Toast lived in a shack next to a lake.
The shack was decent size, but noncomparable to the shack that his friend Waffle (as his name was) lived in across the street. They had known each other for awhile but had just begun to really build a friendship.
“So Mike?” enquired Waffle. “What’s up?”
“Nothin’ really. My VCR has been giving me a bit of trouble lately. Like I’ll put in a VHS – I’ll watch the movie for a little bit, but then the screen starts to get fuzzy on the top and bottom of it, like it’s doing automatic focus or something. Then when I push the button for it to stop, the tape cuts off on the screen and the VCR chews up all the tape. It fucking sucks!”
“Damn… How many tapes did you go through?”
“Probably like 6 or 7.”
I forgot to mention this was occurring on Pluto.
Further down the road… Mike and Waffle saved up enough flow to lease a car together. They went on two separate interviews and got jobs. Then after a year they sold the car and delivered pizzas.
Waffle eventually had to resign from his career since the GM caught him eating; all the pizza.
Later on Mike (the French Toast) acquired the pizza shop. Known at the time as Dino’s Pizza Shop. He then eventually opened up another store for the Dino’s Pizza Shop chain.
Conveniently, the second shop attracted much more attention than the first one. So he sold the first original Dino’s Pizza and stayed managing the second.
(I fucked up typing this. I wrote this one night in jail. Here’s the real story…)
The Sun was a purplish orange. As purple as an orange could be.
The relative time on Earth was 800 million years from now. Though, there was no telling if it was the same galaxy as ours or not…
Kids roamed in little hovering cars and most adults used scooters. Usually, adolescents either walked or rode vehicles similar to motorcycles.
The Sun had agreed with the other sun and moon (in the Stratosphere); he would light the galaxy Mon. and Tues. While the others did the rest of the week. Though, amidst the confusion, only the two suns did this; and they stayed lit anyway. Regardless of the day.
There was a heated debate occurring on this Earth and the other planet in the galaxy comparable to Venus, whether or not French Toast should stay legalized.
Most people on these two planets really enjoyed French Toast. Along with coffee cakes, they were considered a delicacy.
The problem was adolescents (and young adults) often misused the use of French Toast. By adding syrup, or you could say, this was a presumption. Among some peoples.
By adding syrup to their French Toast, it got them high. Generally, favored and feeling like a psychedelic trip. Though some people only added the syrup for maple taste. And blueberry.
Some people argued, “Why is it? You want to ban the use of our maple syrup for French Toast and Waffles. You have not tried it. And you make poorly educated assumptions about it; when you have not even used it. You feel it’s wrong because generations before you have favored against its use, and you follow in their foot steps.
Please allow us the freedom to sprinkle sugar and syrup on our Toast if we please. We do highly enjoy it, and it does us neither you harm. It is a pursuit to our Happiness.”
Mable Syrup (and its other flavors) eventually became legalized. Although it took up to a year to do so. This was a continued heated discussion. And it was upon comparing it with Marijuana and it’s medicinal properties that it was legalized.
The general public had also discovered French Toast with Mable Syrup (or it’s other flavors) tremendous positive affects to it. Alongside drugs such as LSD, it could also be used spiritually. One could find out their place in the Universe. And with Marijuana, they realized it was actually evolutionary. The syrup sometimes used on French Toast and Waffles had something akin to cannabinoids found with marijuana.
A fellow told me this story a while ago, so that’s how I know.
