When Tree met Truck

This is a story about a tree and a truck. The tree's name was Tree. The truck's name was Truck. One day, Tree was sitting on the side of a hill. Tree lived on the uphill side of the forest which resided on the side of the hill. By the way, the hill's name was Hilly. Everyday, Truck would come through a gate named Aclosed who just so happened to have multiple personalities and would constantly change his name to Ajar for brief moments of time. He only did this when Truck was around. So, whenever Truck would approach Aclosed, he would change his name to Ajar and as Truck passed by, Aclosed would resume back to his normal self. Finally, as Truck passed Aclosed, Truck would end up on top of Hilly's side, and would gently ride up and down it. Sometimes Truck would even ride down to the forest where Tree lived.

The fact of the matter is that Tree and Truck had never met. Circumstances just hadn't allowed it. One day, that ALL changed. That day was not much different than any other day. Truck was going down the road, singing his favorite old country songs. He approached Aclosed abruptly as usual. "Hello, Aclosed!" said Truck. "Damn you, Truck. Everytime you come by you make me angry." said Aclosed.

Suddenly, Aclosed began to groan. His countenance grew brighter. "Jolly, oh! I'm Ajar, from afar." Aclosed said in his mock foreign accent. Truck, quite used to this routine, simply passed on through.

Hilly always slept, mind you, so Truck just started moving along his side. He remembered to make sure that Aclosed would return to his normal state of mind. As he was listening to Aclosed return to reality, he lost his footing on Hilly's side and started rolling down towards the forest at an incredible rate. All of a sudden, BAMMM! Truck had bumped right into Tree's foot. Tree seemed unaware that anything had happened. Tree was stalwart and hadn't even budged from the collision. Truck was trying to keep his head from spinning. He had managed to put a huge bump in his head.

Unfortunately, Tree and Truck couldn't talk because they were from two different peoples, but here is what they said to each other, not knowing that the other could hear what they were saying: Truck - "Thanks man from breaking my fall. Do you have any aspirin?" Tree - "Hmm. Watch where you are going, Bitch!" Tree continued to live happily ever after and truck still is sitting with the other BAV's. That stands for Busted Ass Vehicles. The end.

~The Narrating Norweigan