Three turtles, Joe, Steve, and Raymond, decide to go on a picnic.
Joe packs the picnic basket with cookies, bottled sodas, and
sandwiches. The trouble is, the picnic site is 10 miles away, so the
turtles take 10 whole days to get there.
By the time they do arrive, everyone's exhausted. Joe takes the
out of the basket, one by one. He takes out the sodas and says,
'Alright, Steve, gimme the bottle opener.'
'I didn't bring the bottle opener,' Steve says. 'I thought you packed
Joe gets worried.
He turns to Raymond. 'Raymond, do you have the bottle opener?'
Naturally, Raymond doesn't have it, so the turtles are stuck ten miles
away from home without soda. Joe & Steve beg Raymond to turn back home
and retrieve it, but Raymond flatly refuses, knowing that they'll eat
everything by the time he gets back. After about two hours, the
turtles manage to convince Raymond to go, swearing on their
great-grand turtles' graves that they won't touch the food. So,
Raymond sets off down the road, slow and steadily.
Twenty days pass, but no Raymond. Joe and Steve are hungry and
puzzled, but a promise is a promise. Another day passes, and still no
Raymond, but a promise is a promise. After three more days pass
without Raymond in sight, Steve starts getting restless. 'I NEED
FOOD!' he says with a hint of dementia in his voice.
'NO!' Joe retorts. 'We promised.'
Five more days pass. Joe realizes that Raymond probably skipped out to
the diner down the road, so the two turtles weakly lift the lid, get a
sandwich, and open their mouths to eat. But then, right at that
instant, Raymond pops out from behind a rock, and says, 'I knew it!,
I'm not going.'