Why, Chai, why?

This post has nothing to do with anything. It's completely random. One day me and Pastor Roy dropped a student off at the airport. This story is about what happened after that, with a little creative license added in.

Once upon a time, in the magical land of Minnesota, there were two friends- a dashingly handsome, extremely talented young man named..... Roy ( ha, you thought I was gonna say me. But I didn't) and a young, eager, excitable boy named Jon. On their way back to Roy's Incredibly Huge Mansion, Roy decided to show his young apprentice a magical place that very few people new of. "It dwells within the belly of the Mauler of America", Roy said. Jon was terrified- he knew not what kind of place they were going to, but he certaintly did not want to go inside a Mauler- whatever that was.

Roy, however, as brave as always, saddled up his black vintage steed, threw Jon onto the back of the saddle, and galloped quickly across the barrens. Soon a huge, menacing shape rose up through the mist. It was a giant monster, who was constantly eating steeds and spitting them out. Jon screamed with fright, but Roy simply said, "Bring it, Leviathan!"

He charged straight into the monster's mouth- and then all went black.

When Jon woke up, he had no idea where he was. It seemed to be a little shop of some kind, with a kindly old man behind a counter. "I will have the most magical of beans", Roy said, placing money on the counter. Jon realized that the magical place inside the Mauler of the America was simply.... a coffee shop. "WHAT?" He yelled, "We risked our lives for a STUPID COFFEE SHOP?" Roy looked at him, horrified. The old man behind the counter suddenly stuck out a cup to Jon, and said, "Because you have insulted this moste magical of all coffee shops, you must drink this cursed Chai Tea."

Jon laughed. "Cursed? How can tea be cursed?" He took the cup, and took a big gulp. It was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. "There is nothing wrong with this Chai old Man," he laughed," It is in fact incredibly delicious!" He payed for his drink, and then he and Roy left.

As they exited the rear end of the Mauler, Jon again tried to take a drink of his Chai- only this time, he spilled the tea all over his front! "Why Chai, why!" He wailed. But he still would not believe that his tea was cursed. So he tried again, and again, and again to drink his tea- but every time he would spill. By the time Roy and Jon reached Roy's Mansion,Jon was a sobbing wreck. "Why didn't I listen to the old man, why did I disrespect coffee? Now I will forever long for the taste of my Chai, and I shall never taste it again! Woe is me!"

The end.

Don't disrespect coffee shops that Roy takes you to. Almost none of that story was even close to what happened. In fact, it was incredibly stupid. If you read the whole thing, I am laughing at you. Then again, it was ME who typed it all up.....