LATER THAT DAY.
John was sitting in his room watching cartoons and trying to get his mind off of the sudden loss of his stone. All of the wishes that he wanted to make (being invisible in the girls' locker room, having his penis grow 5 inches longer, getting x-ray vision to see if Sarah was a real blonde, etc.) would never be approved by his mother. John had also neglected telling his mother about Karen's breast and hair wish since he thought it might make her take the rock away from him altogether. So how was he going to fix her wish if he can't get to the stone.
John's train of thought was interrupted by a knock on his door. He got up and opened the door to see that it was his mother holding a small stack of magazines. John's SPECIAL magazines(Beaver Hunter, Shaved Felines, etc.).
"John!!! What are these filthy magazines doing in your backpack?" John's mom looked especially pissed off at him.
John just stood there wondering how the day could get any worse.
"Well? Aren't you going to explain yourself," said John's mom.
"They're mine. I bought them over the internet."
"I thought that I raised you better than this. I am not going to let you grow up with the perception that women are just sex toys." John's mom threw down the magazines directly into John's garbage can.
"I know that women aren't just sex toys! I'm always respectful towards Karen. In fact, I've always treated women with respect. I just like to see them making suggestive poses naked like every other young boy on the planet," said John, hoping that he had just won this argument with his superior reasoning.
"I agree that you treat women with respect, but I don't think that you have respect for the female body. Women have to put up with alot from their bodies.
Periods, cramps, menopause, hot flashes, pregnancy, and that's not even taking into account all of the crap that we have to put up with from men. That's why I went and got this right after I found these magazines," said Mom, who pulled out the magic stone from her pocket.
"Wait, Mom! What are you going to do with that?" John was really worried now. He knew that his mom could be irrational sometimes and that just doesn't mix well with a magic wishing stone.
