Blond Beard
I went to the Greek Festival tonight, and I talked to a bum outside of the place before I went in.
"That is a beautiful beard," he said to me. "You look like Thor."
I immediately replied, "Thanks!" I was pretty surprised, but obviously flattered. It's not very often that I get referred to as beautiful.
"I like Thor," was the last thing that the man said to me, but as I walked away, I heard him say to the people that walked by behind me, "Watch out for Thor!"
What if we were cavemen?
Or if we lived on another planet, maybe?
And what if there were giant, flesh-eating monsters that prowled at night, and our only defense against them was to hide in our caves until daylight?
What if, instead of getting your girlfriend home by curfew, you had to get her home before sundown so that the man-eaters wouldn't devour the both of you?
What if, instead of dirty looks from your neighbor, the consequence for staying a few minutes later than you planned was that you'd have to fight your way past a giant reptile that would bite your arms off just to get you to stop poking it with your spear?
I think that'd be weird.