I was traveling to Canada on a private jet. Why? I don’t know. I felt like going on a holiday. Canada probably wasn’t the best place for a holiday, but who cares? I was soaring over the snow capped mountains and then, when I looked out the plane window I saw them.
Hundreds upon thousands of unicorns. All of them were gliding gracefully through the air.
Wow. This opportunity was too good to miss. I jumped out the plane window.
I didn’t have a parachute so I hoped that the unicorns were nice enough to catch me. They didn’t.