The Clock

Once upon a time, there was a young boy. The young boy's name was Liff. One day, Liff was just walking down the street, when he tripped. Then, he went flying. Then he fell. And he fell and fell and fell and fell and fell until he hit the ground. Thankfully, he landed in a big truck full of wet cement. Unthankfully, as soon as he fell, the cement hardened. So then he was stuck. But Liff new that he could get out, because he always kept a hammer in his shirt pocket. So he hammered himself out, got out of the truck, and continued walking down the street. Then, a giant dorito fell out of the sky and crushed his sandwich. So he picked up the dorito to have later for lunch. Then, as he was going back home, he looked to see what he had tripped on. It was a clock. A clock made out of tacos.