"Look ZZYZX, a baby was born with 6 toes on each foot, 7 fingers on each hand, and 4 notstrils." He handed me the Weekly World News that had the evidence. This was more urgent than I could ever have possibly imagined; the Second Coming of SPANDEX was at hand and I had better be there to greet Him. For as it is written: "In the end there will be true signs and false signs, but those who know what there is to know will trust his instincts. And then they will know that all true signs lead one onto the highway to the site of his return."
I couldn't just hope that this would prove to be some evil hoax. There was only one way to check the validity of the article. My friend was right; this called for action. I quickly packed, throwing my clothes, some tapes, the I-Ching, a case of Dr. Pepper, and THE GOOD BOOK into the ZZYZXmobile. My friend and I would part ways here, for he knew I was the one appointed for the task. He shook my hand and wished me luck on the journey that might lead me to the single most anticipated event in my life: His return. I quickly ran back to my room to grab some fish food- just in case. I checked the article to see where the baby had been born. It was in California, in the middle of the Mojave desert. This was the sight of one of my greatest victories; I just hope it also would not also be witness to my worst defeat.
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