So I told the story of Oskar Lafayette, a toxicologist who works at a methadone clinic in Vancouver. He's depressed, because all he sees is heroin junkies every day, so he decides to go on vacation. To Moscow.
After an hour of travel, he realizes it's impossible to get to Moscow by bus. It turns out he's headed for Moscow, Idaho, where there is nothing interesting, just potatoes.
Being the toxicologist that he is, he starts experimenting with potatoes in his hotel room, and within a week has develloped a cure for heroin addiction made entirely from potatoes.
There's one problem, though. Idaho doesn't seem to have any addicts to let him test his formula. Suddenly a tour bus pulls up; this is the week of the Moscow, Idaho International Jazz Festival. Suddenly he has all the heroin addicts he could wish for.
A month later, he's a millionaire and hero thanks to his wonderful universal cure, and everything is great!
4 comments:
i talked about journalism... because i have an issue with story "essays"... but actually now, when i went to encounters canada in september... me and this girl i was peeps with went shopping on our first day there, which was a free day.. and on our way home we decided to ask the bus driver what bus to get on to get to the "terry fox center".. well apparently, there are two terry fox centers, so we ended up in "Kanata" after like an hour and a half of busing. feeeble. once we started passing coww grazing, we knew we'd gone too far. but anyways... i read your comment in my year book. it's on like donkey kong.
Oh no... I forgot about that. I knew there was a reason I should be far away from you when you read your yearbook comments.
i don't think i'll ever get tired of your medical advice, greg. but i have a riddle for you: what do you do when you feel like you're going to pass out, and you're craving linguini?
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that's what i thought.
i think greg needs to write a post about the drum stick of mine that he broke.
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