Wilomn

That one actually had me lauging out loud in real time.

I can just imagine it, you're standing by the door, hand outstretched almost but not quite touching the round brass knob, the reflection of your palm plain against the metal, arm out but oddly, you're almost moving backwards, as if everything but your arm and the hand attached to it, were moving away from the door instead of towards it.

The conversation would be interesting as well, and I can just imagine it too. "Rich said never and he said he meant never but he's back and Jim O's back and if they're back and that was never going to happen then if I open the door there will be a God's Blessed Pink Floyd Flying pig going across the skyline. But that's impossible. Pigs don't fly. But that's impossible, Wes and Jim O were banned forever. Was that an oink? Did you hear flapping? Do I open the door, do I leave it closed. Do I open the door, do I leave it closed......"

I'd open the door and look. Flying pigs would be cool.