It was an average day the sun was shining the trees were dancing and homeless joe was making money. Homeless joe was known for using crazy as a form of profit and profit he made until one day his world came crashing down. The day was done the sun was dying but before it did there came a big shadow it was the shadow of death. Then a light and nothing more. You see homeless joe had died but little did he know his life was taking a turn all the way to mars. He awoke with an itch in his chin and as he looked around he saw nothing but one tollbooth in the distance gleaming as though made of gold. He decided to approach it with carefulness for this was a mystery to him. "hello" he said with a smallish voice. "yes give me a minute" said the small man in the booth. "may i have your name sir" he asked with a warm voice. "um...joe" he answered carefully. "sorry goodbye" then the tollbooth had been sucked up out of existence.