Jim runs home as fast as he can. He thinks to himself, "Why didn't that work? I probably forgot the directions..." He arrived at his house, and sprinted to the door. He opened it and ran upstairs quickly. "This must all be a bad dream..." He says. Jim jumps into his bed and pulls the covers over himself, all the while chanting "It's just a bad dream..." Sleep overcomes him and he drifts away. BEEP BEEP BEEP! Jim's alarm clock rings loudly at 7:00 AM. He gets up and yawns. Jim walks into his bathroom, and looks at himself in the mirror. "Oh my God!" Jim said. "They're gone!" Jim felt his now breastless chest. "The curse!!!" Jim said loudly. His plan had worked!
Thu Mar 8 17:50:03 2001