I told him to build me a hobbit house, but he didn’t know what that was, so I gave him a copy of Tolkien’s “The Hobbit,” and said, “Here, read this.”
Six months later he called me and told me that my new house was complete and asked me to meet him there, where he asked me what I thought of my hobbit house.
I took one look at it and asked him what kind of kind of acid trip he was on when he read the book.
Written for Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt. Photo credit: Toa Heftiba via Unsplash.