Liz just asked me for a story, and I made up a mushroom that rides a bicycle solving people's problems. I then said, everybody has a story from mushroom on a bike, and asked her for one:
Liz: One day the bike mushroom found a cute path in the woods. It was a mysterious path and he got lost.
Me: Then what happened?
Liz: That's the end, we never saw him again.
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My story was essentially someone asking him to deliver a present to their wife and the mushroom says no, so I thought I'd set the bar low. Who knew Liz would go both under and over the bar by so much.
Anyway we're both adults with full brains that work super well.