Once upon a time, a city.
A city with high buildings painted in many different colours, a city with a tree that was as high as the skyscrapers. In that city there were no cars, everyone arrived or left by air balloon, the sky was always blue, even when it snowed or rained, and the night never came.
On the top of the tree lived a whole village of small people, they never came down, they toke care of the tree, the tree gave the Skyscraper People air, and the Skyscraper People gave the little people food. This was a city in harmonie.
One day a strange fat man arrived by balloon. He had a high hat, a big moustache and with him e brought two really big leather cases. He called upon the people of the city and told them a sweet story about the capitalist world where he came from, a world where everyone was rich and living the dream, and that he wanted to bring this world to them. Then he told them to open the two leather cases, and inside them was paper - many little pieces of paper that the fat man called money. "With enough of this you can get whatever you want!" he said. But the Skyscraper people and the Little people didn't understand and told him that they were not interested, but that he was welcome to stay as long as he wished, that he could eat their food and refresh himself under the big tree, and then they left. And so did the fat man.
Not many days had passed, when the little people saw in the sky something that was not an air balloon. Hundreds of machines came by air and ground, making the city tremble. On the top of one of those machines was the fat man. He said that he knew about the weapons hidden under the big tree, and that he would not allow terrorism in the world. So he took the Skyscraper People that opposed his as his slaves and with his machines he felled the big tree and killed the little people. Then right away he started digging. Deep he went but no weapons were found. He kept digging for days and then something happened, a jitter of black thick liquid flew into the sky. The fat man and the capitalists all started laughing and for the first time night fell over the city.
Once upon a time, a rhino called Bruce that was best friends with a little bird called Boyle. Bruce and Boyle knew each other for ages, Boyle use to eat all the ticks on Bruce's back, and so that way the rhino was free of the little bloodsuckers and the bird had a meal everyday. One day while in the heat of the savanna Bruce said:
(Please imagine a really deep and kind of dumb voice :D )
" Hey Boyle, you are a bird right?"
" Ahhh... Yeah, what kind of question is that?"
"Well you know i was thinking, birds are pretty good at singing, aren't you??"
"Well, almost all of us. There is the crows and ravens with their Heavy Metal bullshit, and the chickens with their hip hop, and the peacocks with their "Pop shit look at me i look good, i don't need to be a good singer"... but in general yes, we are pretty good at singing." - said the little bird.
"Well..."- said the rhino, "I would like to show you something. You see i always had the dream of becoming a singer, and my mother always said that i was an amazing singer, but i would like to hear your opinion."
Not knowing what to say, Boyle just said, "Ok! Go ahead!"
And so the rhino start to sing, if you can call that singing! It sounded like... wel there is no description. All the bird's feathers were up, he felt like his ears were going to explode, but still he faked a little smile, like he was hearing something incredible pleasant. He did not know why he was doing it, why he was lying, Bruce was his best friend, it should be possible for him to be honest and tell him that he sucked at singing! But he didn't, he lied, and when bruce was done the bird just said... "Wow, that was incredible! Man you are amazing!" it was a lie, but it was a lie so not to hurt hes friends feelings.
And then everything happens to fast, the rhino was running towards the t.v. show "Jungle Idols" and before the bird could say something, Bruce was standing there, in front of a thousand animals and the Jury. The Jury was a Lion a Elephant and a Panther...a black one... in this shows there is alway political correct to have a female as jury, and black if possible.
And when Bruce started to sing for them everyone was laughing and buh him, and the judges were like "Dude you suck!" and "You should try the Cirkus!" and he could not take it any more, and he was crying, and running, running like a train trough the jungle, and then he saw a cliff, and then he jumped, and then... and then he was falling.
Falling.
Falling into the dark!
Falling into nothingness!
Falling!
Moral of the story: Rhinos can't fly.
Note: This story is totally fiction, there is no t.v. show like "Jungle Idols" watched by thousands of animals, and of course there is no bad friends as the bird, that would lie to his best friend and let him expose himself like that. This is totally FICTION!
