rooth likes his morning coffee and newspaper at the local café, but when he asked for his special blend, he didn't know how special it would be. Already the effect is starting to hold, but he's oblivious to it.

Darn newspapers are so small these days! And this table- who made the darn thing so small? Shoot, even the stool seems like it's shrinking. What an odd set of coincidences to have so many things around him start shrinking at the same time.

Or is it him getting bigger? Naaaaaah.