Hello, my name is Josie. I live in California and I want this story to be about a house that can turn into a car, a helicopter, and a submarine, and a pineapple, and a banana.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Tonight's make-up story is your request from a girl named Josie who lives in California

and asked for us to make up a story

about a house that can turn into a car, a helicopter, a submarine, a pineapple, and a banana.

And we are going to add a volcano that explodes orange juice to the story.

Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a girl named Josie.

Josie lived in a little house in California.

Her house was so teeny tiny, itty-bitty, incy-weensy that it only had one little door.

And do you know what kind of door it was?

What?

It was like a doggy door or a kiddie door.

And so whenever kids wanted to go in, they had to crawl inside the house.

And if grown-ups wanted to get in the house, they couldn't go through any regular door.

They had to squiggle and squirm through the doggie door to get in the house.

And then... A very big, big person had to get in.

And big people couldn't even go in the house.

And then, once they were inside the house, there was only one room.

And that room was the kitchen.

And whenever people needed to go to sleep, they would have to go to sleep on top of the refrigerator.

And if they needed to go to the bathroom, they would have to go to the bathroom or the potty in the sink.

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