Once when I was in Hawaii, on the island of Kauai, I met a mysterious old stranger He said he was about to die and wanted to tell someone about the treasure I said, Okay, as long as its not a long story Some of us have a plane to catch, you know He stared telling his story, about the treasure and his life and all, and I thought This story isnt too long But then, he kept going, and I started thinking, Uh-oh, this story is getting long But then the story was over, and I said to myself You know, that story wasnt too long after all I forget what the story was about, but there was a good movie on the plane It was a little long, though