It was the middle of the day in Africa when all of the animals would start to get hungry. It was a very unusual day though it may have seemed normal at the time.
” What’s on the menu for today Joe?”, wondered Linus.
” I think they said fish, flying fish,” exclaimed Joe
” My favorite! I love the taste of the fins, and the taste of the”
Joe quickly cut Linus off in mid sentence, ” No I mean like literal fish raining from the sky.”
” Yeah you heard me, it’s gonna be raining fish. Woohoo!”
*slurp* ” You’re making my mouth water. So much fish,” Linus stated in a baby voice.
” Do you know what time lunch is then Joe?”
” 2 minutes until lunch Linus, 2 more minutes,”
2 minutes later it started to rain fish. Salmon, flying fish, bluegills ect. All of the Flamingos were fighting for the fish coming from the sky.
You could hear the yells a mile away because of all the excitement. Soon later the fish stopped coming and the sky turned blue.
“That was the best lunch I have ever had Linus, though I don’t think I’ll be eating for another day or 2.”
” Me neither.”