“Holy Beans!” I thought. “Sorry for biting off part of your face like that!”
“That’s okay, friend!” he reassured me. “I’m not really a talking apple. In fact I’m not really anything at all. In fact-fact, I’m not even real. I’m just a friendly reminder that your imagination has gone all overload-y like that scene in Ghostbusters where the butthole from the EPA rides into town on a horse named ‘Warrant’ and shuts down the ghost containment unit.”
You know what? That fake talking-apple figment had a point. How interesting – – how funny ha-ha – – to heed such wisdom from something that didn’t even exist. Light up the “no vacancy” sign at Moose Ninja’s Imagination Station.
And here’s an interesting poser. If something is real to you and only you – – does that mean it really is real? Maybe everyone else is eating from the bucket of extra fried crazy for not seeing it. There’s no right or wrong answer – – except the one that makes the most sense to you.
Stop on by, and tell him ol’ Moose Ninja sent you!