Eric's sitting alone for dinner again, he doesn't have any friends to sit with. All he has is his beef and brocoli, veggie curry and rice. Also a fortune cookie. Dinner finished it's time to talk to Mr. Cookie.
"Hello Fortune Cookie, what words of wisdom do you have for me today." Eric listlessly announces. He gently breaks the cookie into two neat little pieces. Tragically, it had to be done. The cookie responds, "When you can't naturally feel upbeat, sometimes it helps to act as if you did."
"Thanks cookie, you're a true friend. Maybe even my only friend... perhaps my best friend. But you're still a cookie so now I must eat you." Eric explains, as he lifts the confectionary toward his mouthface.
"Whoa!" The cookie exclaims. "I thought you said we were friends. Do you eat all your friends?" The cookie protests attempting to stall the inevitable. But his cries are in vain.
"I'm sorry cookie, this is just the way things are." Eric says with tears streaming from his face. "There can be no other way!" And so Eric had to eat his only friend.