a ross thomas tale
A story that’s so wild it could make a hurricane stop. It might have a little truth, but mostly it’s just pure trash.
My brother said he once flew a spaceship. I believed him. I also believed it was made of pizza boxes.
My friend said he once wrestled a dragon. I believed her. I also believed the dragon was on vacation.
My dad said he once beat up a robot. I believed him. I also believed the robot had a lawyer.