Ok,
Two years ago me and this guy called Eric were both in chess club in the middle school and I threw a full milk carton at his head and it exploded on the window, the teacher wasn’t there so I cleaned it up but he joked that he was traumatized by chocolate milk cartons
Two weeks ago on Monday I went up to him and put an empty milk carton on his desk. Tuesday it was 2. Then Wednesday it was 3. On Thursday I put 7 milk cartons on his desk. Friday I put 13 milk cartons on his desk, but my teacher threw them away. Occasionally I’ll walk up to him at lunch and give him a few cartons, or give his girlfriend a milk carton to give him as a gift.
Two weeks later, a column in the school newspaper that gives prompts to people to get interesting stories and it says “Ask Eric (last name) about his fear of milk cartons” AND I HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER
