Monday

It was Monday. Rosy did not like Monday.

On her way to work, the lynx stopped at a bakery to pick up some donuts to share with the other office workers. Just then, a piano fell from nowhere and destroyed the bakery. Rosy left. A tooting muffin followed her to work.

"WHY DID YOU BRING A TOOTING MUFFIN?!" Yelled the boss. "I didn't bring it! It followed me here!" She tried to explain, but to no avail. "YOU'RE FIRED!" Shouted the boss, and kicked Rosy out of the building. Rosy landed on her rump.

Rosy got up and went to the store. The tooting muffin followed her there. Tooting muffins were banned from the store on Monday. The store clerk kicked her out of the store. Rosy landed on her head and got a big purple lump on it.

Rosy went to the hospital. The tooting muffin followed her there. A meteorite struck the hospital and it exploded. The doctor tooted. The muffin burped.

Rosy went to the cafe for the Monday special. The burping muffin followed her there. She bought her food. The tooting doctor ate it all and kissed a table. Rosy left.

Rosy went to get insurance for her lamp. Just then, all the lamps in the universe exploded. Rosy walked away and jumped off a cliff, riding a flying narwhal to space. Then she suffocated because you can't breathe in space.

And that is why Rosy hates Monday.

But she hates Tuesday even more.