One morning, Zack woke up gay.
Zack walked into Jam Pony, intending to visit his favorite sister. Everyone was sitting around having a good time. As usual, no one was working.
Except for Max.
"Hey Maxie!" Zack said brightly as he skipped merrily over to his sister, who was sorting through a pile of packages.
"Uh, hey Zack." Max said, her eyebrows rose in question over Zack's good mood.
"Listen, I need you to come somewhere with me." He said intensely with a meaningful look.
Max's eyes flashed with anger. "I told you Zack, I'm not going to Canada. I'm staying here, no matter how nice you are to me."
"Ugh. Why would I want to go to Canada? All they have are parkas and ridiculous hats. I wanted you to come shopping with me." Zack gestured down to his jacket. "Leather is *so* 2019."
Max stared in shock. It all made sense now. She jumped up out of her forward and punched Zack in the stomach. "You're not Zack!" She shouted. "Your chin's not jutting out at all! Who sent you? Was it Renfro? Tell her I'm not going back there!" Everyone stared at her as she ran out of the building.
Zack shrugged. "Must be that time of the month. Again." He said with a sigh. All the men in the room chuckled. All the females glared.
Then Zack saw a sight that made his mouth water. `Dayum.' He thought with an appreciative leer as he studied his latest prey. Zack walked, swaggered if you will, over to Normal's desk. "Hey there." He said, running a hand through his hair flirtatiously.
"Hi." Normal said warily.
"Have you been working out?" Zack asked innocently, walking around the desk to run a hand down Normal's bicep suggestively.
"Yeah. I love going to the gym." Normal answered, not making any effort to back away.
"I have to tell you, Normal, some...stuff...has occurred to me since I woke up this morning."
"Well, why don't we spend some...quality time...together and we'll talk about it." Normal said, scrawling his address down on a piece of paper.
And this is what happened when Zack woke up gay.
