“Are you going to vote for Mickey?”

“Why the hell would you ever think I’d vote for that mouse?! I’m Goofy all the way.”

“You’d vote for that dog? That dog owns a dog as a pet – I might as well be voting for the past century!”

A third friend walked in and claimed she was voting for Minnie, blaming all others for the problems of the past.

It was about to come to blows when Superman and Batman walked into the bar. Five minutes after that Auqaman came in and drowned everyone in his watered down opinions.

As they all gasped for air, Minnie and Mickey walked in, hand-in-hand ,followed by Goofy and Pluto. Pluto looked up lovingly at Goofy who pat him on the head. They were friends you see, no one owned anyone; it was just an unlikely pair. Mickey and Minnie order the same drink and then stole a kiss.

The original trio sat with jaws dropped. Nothing was real and perception wasn’t reality. They spent the next few hours sharing their lives and what they had in common.