F3 Exotic Tastes

     Brachiation seemed the most expedient, not to mention the most desirable, means of travel, despite the lack of anything to swing from. No trees, no jungle gym, nothing. It was a melancholy moment for which Johnny would remember until the end of his Twinkie. Unfortunately he had a Long Tom, a Twinkie three feet long. Without the cardboard support, it would break apart under its own weight.

      The Twinkie brought a degree of happiness mixed with the melancholy while he regretted no means to swing over the park. Today he would not be a target for the paintball guns. For, really, what was the point of moving through the park unless you could test your skill avoiding the guns? Maybe, he thought, I could string a zip line over the park. But he thought that impractical. He couldn't freely swing and dodge on a zip line.
      Johnny finished his Twinkie, the melancholy moment now gone from him. He considered going to the exotic pet store to get a monkey. Maybe he could train it to make obscene gestures at construction workers.