Holiday Randomness

These people, they’re bored. Entertain them.

The handsome, aloof man spurted his Liquid Death bottled water out of his mouth as he heard the command pierce his heart. This middle-aged, clean-shaven guy was an angel in disguise—living among mortals for many years to share in their glad tidings and sufferings.

“Here?” he frowned. “... Isn’t there a better place for such a thing…?”

He looked around his immediate surroundings. There were five functional gasoline pumps—three occupied, one out of order. He had just come out of the unkempt 7-Eleven behind him with his menacing but refreshing mineral water.

Yes. Here. Just a tiny bit of miracle.

The man shrugged. “Whatever you say, boss.”

He picked a spot in the middle of the pumps, waved his unoccupied hand in the air, and whispered enchanted words. Lo and behold, a soft light formed before the crowd, giving way to a beautiful, shimmering marble statue of a…

Skibidi toilet. In the middle of a gas station.

A nearby biker was slightly jolted off his bike and cursed. A teenager holding his e-bike quickly spun out his cellphone. Gasps and murmurs quickly filled the air before chuckles and laughter took over.

“Next time, Thou should be a bit more specific,” the man grinned.

He was met with silence.