Mmmmm

Now that I think about it I'd have to say that it all started the day that I left the phone off the hook. It seemed like a perfectly harmless act at the time, I really wanted some ice cream and I couldn't hang up on the salesman on the line because that would be rude. I rested the receiver on the telephone table and sneaked over to the freezer to inspect the cream-based treats on offer.
With a flash of brilliant rainbow-tinted light I was transported to a different dimension ruled by marshmallow people who would not cease asking me why it was that I didn't like the taste of marshmallow. My eyes rolled constantly like a great wheel in the sky.
When I finally returned to my own reality I found that my phone had been off the hook for a full six hours. Thousands were dead. I have never forgiven myself. Or marshmallows.