Mark Anthony were the best of friends in many ways. For one thing…
MARK: Anthony’s best friend
ANTHONY: Mark’s best friend
Mark Anthony were the best of friends. Literally. No one was better at being friends than them. They made sure of it, because they were very competitive. Actually, only Mark was competitive. Anthony wasn’t. But they thought that was good, because they balanced each other out.
One day, Anthony was writing a short story for his class Unicorns & Disasters, but he was having trouble thinking of something to write about, except maybe Noah’s Ark. But that is used up, he thought.
Mark sensed that Anthony was struggling, so he walked over. This took a while, as Mark had been at the the local Farmers Market, and it was four miles away from Anthony’s house. He arrived out of breath—but thankfully still with purpose—for Anthony hadn’t thought of a single inspired idea the entire time.
“Anthony old pal, how can I help?”
“Well,” said Anthony, “You can help me by helping me.”
“Okay,” said Mark, “What are you writing about?”
“I don’t know,” said Anthony, “That’s the issue.”
“Hear me out…” said Mark, “What if…it was NOT an issue?”
“Good plan,” said Anthony, and set to work straight away. He wrote about how Unicorns are almost certain to be a cause of Disaster because of those silly pokey-things sticking out of their heads.
If you see a Unicorn, Anthony concluded, do not run straight towards it.