One day as I was on my way to the park I stopped at the shop to get a bar of chocolate. As I walked into the dusty old shop I noticed a huge poster on the wall with a picture of a tiny giraffe with no spots or hair. The strange thing was that the giraffe was pink. Instead of getting the chocolate I just ran out and went to the park. At the park about forty or fifty birds started chirping at the same time. The sound was painful. After a while I spotted a telephone pole with the same picture of a tiny pink giraffe. I scrutinized the picture to see if I’d seen it anywhere other than the shop.