A few hundred years in the future, there was this guy named Bruce.
Bruce had a floating car which was normal for the people in those days, the year was 3023.
Cars were not very expensive and ran on water.
Diesel and unleaded were a thing of the past.
Even though it was a thing of the past some people still used it.
Free cars were given to hobo's, which was kind of scary.
Going down the road Bruce sees one of the hobo's and decides to mess with him.
Hobo's are not good drivers at all, so this was the wrong move.
It was a free car that the hobo had so he was not afraid to mess it up.
John was his name, but he really never talked to anyone.
Kangaroos were hopping in front of the road and John barely missed him, just bumping the kangaroo.
Limping away the kangaroo was alright.
Miniscule movement going on down the road Bruce was still scaring the hobo, but the hobo decided to leave.
Not knowing that the hobo left, Bruce kept swerving the car.
Only to run into a pole on the side of the road.
Prevailing from the crash he got up not even hurt.
Quite weird he was quirking from the crash.
Regaining his knowledge of his awkwardness, he was stupefied that he survived.
Since he was back on his feet he walked back to his house and got his other car.
Treating his wounds from the crash he was healing.
Under his house he had a billion dollars in his money, that he stole from the banks.
Very rich he could just buy as many cars as he wanted.
While he was driving down the road to buy another car he was the hobo.
Xactly who he needed to talk to and tell him about the crash.
"You made me crash because I was messing with you and I ran into a pole."
"Zoo animals got out of the zoo so I had to go and put them back in", the hobo said.
Oh okay that's cool. And they became friends. The End
1/21/09
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