W palmer: I was out on my flying carpet looking for a new way through cyberspace the other day. Suddenly I started having loose thread and dust trouble. Stupid second hand carpet I thought. Then I knew I was going to crash. Harry Potter suddenly pulled alongside and asks me if I can direct him to the unseen university, where he's going to next year after he graduates. Wow I'm thiking its really him but mostly I'm trying to think of a way to get him to give me a ride on his broom. We have an interesting talk in which I give him a very confused set of directions and then finally he says. Can't you just show me the way? I'd pay you for your time. ok I says but how about you let me ride your broom? I've never seen a Nimbus 3000 before. Yours looks nicely worn in so I won't damage it promise. Ok he says and we switch. Right follow me I say and pul off. I'm trying not to laugh because I've pulled a fast one on the Great Harry Potter and now He's going down. I tried to fly slowly so I could look over my shoulder to see what was going to happen. Oh no. The broom suddenly gave a stomach turning shudder and I realized I'd been fooled! The broom was actually a second hand furious sam. Out of date forty years ago. I was flying an antique! Someone had painted the false name in gold paint on the handle. YOU TRICKED ME screamed Harry as he plummeted into some other dimension. The carpet had struck. Then I was going down. I don't think we're ever going to see each other again anyway. What dimension is this? I never could tell with cyberspace. Thanks dad for helping me to spell better.