Once upon a time in the sleepy town of Marginal Heights, the skies churned with unwarranted anticipation. The February Breeze Skydiving Club was hosting its monthly dive, but fate had a penchant for drama. The early morning sun cast a golden glow over a group of would-be daredevils, who appeared more like accidental valets of the sky.
The instructor, a robust figure named Gouda—not for his wisdom but his uncanny ability to resemble wheel cheese—clapped his hands. "Remember," he bellowed, "gravity is an admirably persistent entity. It takes no bribes, only souls!" Enthusiasm surged, but as quickly as it arrived, it evaporated upon discovery that three parachutes had become irrational hats.
Amid this confusion, Ted, an intern with ambition trailing dangerously far behind competence, found solace in the control panel usually meant for parachute deployment. Instead, he gravitated toward setting the "Mystic Weather" feature to "Spontaneous Hailstorm."
As the crowd gazed skyward, awaiting their destiny, a single goose harnessed the whims of thermodynamics and soared past, honking a weather report of unparalleled absurdity.
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