i was in a pub with my dad when i wanted to go out shooting rabbits. my dad gave me a gun that shot orange golf balls, and showed me how to load and shoot it.
so i went down the lane to where a large patch of grass/fieldy thing. on this field in the distance i could see many little bunnies joyfully playing. so i aimed my gun at them. also on the field, but closer to me, was a big brown bear.
i shot at a rabbit but the orange golf ball missed and hit the bear in the a**. the bear was mad. when it turned round it was a horrible manky old bear. it came after me. i ran. as i was chased down the road by this bear i turned and shot further orange golf balls at, desperately trying to kill it. but the orange golf balls had now turned into orange corks on strings!
this is where i woke up.
