03-03-2014, 09:40 AM
I entered a gloomy, dark cave. Without knowing what was going to happen next, I took each step carefully. Fending off bats and bugs that roam the natural corridors, I found the epitome of absurdity.
A man was watching a strip show. And the stripper was a ball.
"We're pulling a big job here!"
The stage, mounted right in front of us, displayed a now embarassed ball. Ashamed from her doings, she couldn't talk or move, and revolted with this violence, I had to stop him. I had to do it.
The more I continue my adventure, the more I question the path I choosed for myself. I am not sure if I want to continue transforming everything into balls...
For now, I saved the molested ball and I will keep it in my pocket.