Blue, nine, and eaten are the words for the day. So, let's see what I come up with...
Across the bright blue sky, a single cloud in the shape of the number nine lazily floated by."What's that?" asked Sue.
Bob smiled. "God's counting down to the end of the world."
"Are you sure?" said Sue.
"Positive," said Bob.
"Well… um… what should we do?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing?????"
"Nothing," said Bob. "So, have you eaten yet?"
"The end of the world is coming, and you're thinking about food?"
"Well, we could screw," said Bob. "But I'm hungry."
Sue ran screaming into the street.
"Dingbat didn't ask about the ten," Bob chuckled. "I remember my grandfather telling me about it…"
