Touring Japan in a bus, 2 buses altogether. Man falls from a great height, with no buildings nearby and no planes overhead. He’s a dumpy white guy, somewhat like Chris Farley, and he hits the ground with a splat of blood. He opens his eyes and talks.A woman from the bus rushes out to help him, but I am suspicious. He is smarmy and pathetic, souding like he’s in love with her for helping. We all cringe as she gives him her phone number.<\/p>\n
The bus moves on, but to my dismay stops somewhere before reaching its final destination. It’s the driver’s house, where he has stopped to pick something up. My friend and I stay on the bus, sensing that something is not right. There are bison on the front lawn.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, the bus pivots in place and rolls down the road. I say, “That was odd.” Building sense of dread.<\/p>\n
I am outside the bus on the pavement. There is yelling from above. Looking up, I see the fat man appear in a clear sky, falling from a great height. He almost hits me, splatting bloodily on the pavement. As I expect, his eyes open and he floats up and onto the back of the horse I am now sitting on. There is something evil about him, unholy. I understand now that we are up against some sort of powerful demon, but am unsure whether there is personal danger. He vanishes, ominously. I look around.<\/p>\n
Suddenly his voice rings out, resonant, massive, and sarcastic: “I’m crumbling with love.” (Referring to the woman who helped him, clearly.) Some distance away, he materializes AS a high-rise building, immediately cracking and collapsing in a spray of blood. I’m getting scared. He keeps reappearing, dying horribly, persistent, mocking our initial dismissal of him as a harmless geek.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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