You spin around, fast enough to lose a few feathers from your feet in the process.

"Mom!" you exclaim in surprise.

"Yes, darling, I came to tell you that you forgot to put on your shoes and take off those gosh-darned chicken slippers of yours on your way to work this morning," says your mother, a grey-haired woman of approximately fifty years.

"Ooops. Sorry mom." You take off the chicken slippers and trade them with the pair of blue suede loafers your mother hands you. Elvis-impersonator or not, it's just not right to go into work wearing chicken slippers.

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This, along with "Wheeeeel ooooof pooouuultry!" and "You wake up with a throbbing headache", was one of the three (!) stories I had on my original CYOA site back in 1999. It's here for nostalgia's sake, but it turned out pretty funny the first time around, so why not give it another go? :) (Note: The root branch was written before our 140-character minimum came in. Just so you know. :)

updated Sep 9 '08 by nickb