Butterfly Fan

“The flapping of a single butterfly's wing today produces a tiny change in the state of the atmosphere. Over a period of time, what the atmosphere actually does diverges from what it would have done. So, in a month's time, a tornado that would have devastated the Indonesian coast doesn't happen. Or maybe one that wasn't going to happen, does. “

-Ian Stewart, Does God Play Dice? The Mathematics of Chaos, pg. 141


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“What’s up, Josh?”

“Not much Todd. What are you up to?”

“Just waiting on Ryan. Did he call you, too?”

“Yeah, do you know why he called?”

“Nope. He said to come over, and chill in the basement.”

Josh and Todd sat down for a game of Wii bowling. Thirty minutes and five strikes by Todd later the door burst open.
“What’s up douches!” It was Ryan. He had a gun that looked like a giant squirt gun with spinning butterfly wings attached to the front. He pointed it at Josh and Todd and pulled the trigger. The butterfly wings spun slightly faster.
“BANG BANG!” Ryan said as he shot the other two boys with the ridiculous gun.
“What the hell is that?” Josh asked as he grabbed the gun and shot Ryan with a flutter of butterfly wings.


Twenty years later:

Josh dies at the age of 36 due to a freak cloning accident. His self/son in a fit of uncontrollable anger at seeing what a slob he becomes shoots him with a crossbow
Todd dies at the age of 37 at a Guthrie’s fast food restaurant. The official report said that he choked on a piece of chicken. Unofficially, it was rumored that he choked on a piece of chicken and fell into the fish tank. In a random act of uniqueness, the Guthrie’s had loaded its tank with piranha.
Ryan dies at the age of 36 due to an advanced case of rabies. Before Ryan was put down he infected close to one hundred people. The infection spread quickly.

-P