Mike's dad, Mark, walked into the room. He was in his usual after-work outfit of choice, his boxers. Mark was a big man, 6'5", 400lbs. Very muscular with a huge, hairy beer gut. He had a large beard that lay in the middle of his chest, and kept his head shaved.
"Alan, you in here?"
Alan jumped up and down, trying to get his dad's attention. Mark was about to leave the room, when he noticed the tiny boy jumping up and down.
"Alan? Wha...."
"Dad, you have to help me!"
"How'd this happen?"
"Well, I wanted to shrink, and-"
"You wanted to shrink?"
"Yes, dad, I've always wanted to be small! But now that I am, I'm not so sure."
Mark was confused. He didn't understand how his son had shrunk, but strangely liked looking down at the diminutive guy.
"And what did you expect to happen once you were this small?"
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