If you give a rhinoceros a cookie, he’s going to want all of your cookies.
All of them.
Rhinos don’t mess around when it comes to cookies.
You’ll be all like, “Hey, those are my cookies!”
But he’ll be like, “I’m a rhino. What’re you gonna do about it?”
Then you’ll be cookieless.
But it doesn’t stop there. After the rhinoceros takes all your cookies, then he’s going to take your milk.
Again, all of it.
The entire gallon.
Then he’ll burn down your house because he happens to also be an arsonist.
As rhinoceroses go, you picked a nasty one.
This was originally published on my now-defunct blog Brief Conceits in September 2009, and is included (along with the illustration above) in my 2011 flash fiction collection Momentary Lapses into Sanity. The full collection of stories and illustrations is available in print at Amazon.