The storm clouds charged with electricity the silvery flow of the sky, which was ready to unleash itself to the world.
The sky though, wasn't my focus because the ice cream truck was just a few feet away.
Until a golden dragon emerged from the thunderous clouds, its red eyes trained on me as electricity coursed through its body, although my minds eye lingered on the ice cream truck.
I was soon destracted by a twelve foot bunny, juggling five watermelons, talking and smoking a cigarette.
My butt itches.
Then the tiger roars loud, can a tiger roar? Well this one does.