Hezekon
Right Hono(u)rable Minister of Music
Josen was walking along the road, searching desperately. He had been sure that last weekend happened, but it seemed no one remembered but he. There had been things that happened. He woke up with these memories. But whenever he explained them to others, they were sure nothing had happened the weekend prior. He was so upset and confused. He stopped a random person on the sidewalk.
"Please," he shouted, "tell me you remember the giant truck on the interstate?" He looked at them with pleading eyes.
"Please," he shouted, "tell me you remember the giant truck on the interstate?" He looked at them with pleading eyes.