A Short Story

I was at work and I was soooo bored. My supervisor proof read this story but the spell checker says tofurkey is spelled wrong. I think it looks funny too but the word tofu isn't exactly the most normal is it. Don't get me wrong, those tofu hot dogs are pretty good.

Once upon a time in a land far away there was a boy named Jack. Jack was a rather peculiar boy, he refused to go indoors. Nobody had ever been able to get him to even step a foot inside. When he would go to school, he would sit outside the window and look inside to see the chalkboard. His parents had long since given up the fight to get him to sleep in his room. They couldn't even get him to eat dinner with them! They had tried everything to get him to eat with them. On one specific night they had filled the dinner table with all of Jacks favorite food. I mean there was garlic roasted salmon, corn flake chicken, tofurkey, candied yams, jellied eels, purple pickled beets, and even ratatouille! He sat on the roof and smelled those delicious smells wafting out of the chimney for over an hour before he jumped off of the roof head first and went to heaven. So Jacks parents held Jacks funeral inside a funeral home just like any normal person. How ironic.