Lastnight at about 7:00 Dad got a phone call and someone said that there was a tree fallen over the road. So we went to take it away. Dad turned into a big hary monster and ate the tree because it had lots fibre and carbs in it. After he ate it he said,
"That tasted just like pasta," and then burped, it was so big it blew our car away.
Mum just sat there screaming her head off, (literly) so I glued it on again.
This is based on a true story.