I looked around for an avenue of escape as the ninjas closed in.
In the distance I spotted what I was looking for.
I ran.
The ninjas followed.
When I got close enough, I dove.
I grabbed the still-flaming box.
I threw it towards the ninjas.
The box came apart midair and poo and flaming box remnants rained down on the ninjas.
Some gagged.
The others ran away.
“Seriously?” one of the remaining ninjas asked, between gags.
I shrugged my shoulders.
“All this for a few measly bucks?” he asked no one in particular and then handed me a flyer.
The remaining ninjas scooted away, most of them grumbling.
I checked out the flyer.
It was for a local bar.
“FREE PEANUTS!” was what caught my eye.
I was a bit peckish, so off to the bar I went.
A man guarded the door.
“Five dollars to enter!” he bellowed.
“You don’t need five dollars from me,” I said while doing something magical with my left hand.
“I don’t need five dollars from you,” he said.
“These aren’t the droids you’re looking for,” I said.
“Say what?” he replied.
“Ummmm….I can go about my business?” I asked.
“You can go about your business,” he said.
“MOVE ALONG!” I yelled.
“MOVE ALONG!” he yelled back.
Into the bar I went.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at me.
I tripped over a loose board and almost fell.
Conversations started again.
I sidled up to the bar, grabbed a handful of free peanuts and asked the bartender for a glass of water.
There was a couple at the bar.
The man was staring at me.
I glanced his way and recognized him immediately.
“My goodness,” I said to myself. “It’s the hitchhiker!”
I shoveled more peanuts in my mouth as I waited for the water.
It finally arrived!
I gulped it down and looked around for a pay phone.
There was none.
The man kept staring at me.
I began to feel uncomfortable.
I thought for a moment, had some more peanuts and then made my move.
I climbed up on the bar, pointed at the staring man and screamed “HITCHHIKER!”
All conversation stopped again.
The bartender pulled a machete from its hidden place behind the bar.
