"On top of the pilot reckons an addictive tomato."
The tomato has cognitive powers. It is a reckoning tomato. This tomato gives its conclusions from its daily reckonings out as advise to whatever person is around. It existed on its own until a lonely and hungry pilot went to the grocery store to get the fixings for a turkey pesto sandwich. He put the reckoning tomato in his cart and continued on to get the lettuce. The tomato used its reckoning skills to decide which head of lettuce was best. It told the pilot which one to choose. The pilot listened to the tomato. The pilot let the tomato make all of the sandwich decisions. He got a second tomato to use for the sandwich.
He went home and had the best sandwich of his entire life. It was especially delicious to him because of his loneliness. From then on he let the reckoning tomato make decisions for him. Dependency on the tomato grew and grew until the pilot lost the ability to think for himself. The tomato's logical capabilities were limited to reckoning. It could not feel or make decisions "of the heart", even if it did resemble a heart more than most produce. This problem left the pilot to make bad calls when it came to things like being nice, having friends, and getting a girlfriend.
Time went on and the pilot grew old. Old and alone.Alone and addicted. Addicted to the reckonings of a reckoning tomato. While on one of his flights, the pilot felt nervous in a storm. He asked the tomato what he should do to stop feeling nervous in the air. The tomato reckoned and concluded that the best way to fix his nervousness was to stop flying. The pilot immediately landed the plane, quit his job and began an even more secluded life.
Finally, on the ex-pilot's death bed, he asked the tomato what would happen to him after he died. The tomato answered that he would be buried and that there would be a short funeral. This did nothing to comfort the pilot. He died as a tomato addict. The workers of the old people home found him with the tomato on his lap.
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i hope that the tomato became his funeral director.
ReplyDeleteimagine a tomato folding programs to a funeral that no one will attend.
funny and depressing.