Bobbert and the Town of Silly Rules

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Bobbert sat on his favorite thinking rock, watching clouds that looked like mashed potatoes float by. His wild orange hair stuck up like a friendly explosion, and his mismatched socks (one striped, one polka-dotted) dangled over the edge. "Another perfectly boring Tuesday," he sighed, adjusting his round spectacles that made his eyes look huge. He loved adventures, but nothing exciting ever happened in his quiet corner of the world. The most thrilling thing today was a butterfly that sneezed. Well, Bobbert thought it sneezed. It was hard to tell with butterflies.

WHOOSH! A purple whirlwind suddenly spun around Bobbert like a dizzy tornado. "Whoa-oa-oa!" he wobbled, his arms windmilling wildly. The wind lifted him right off his thinking rock and plopped him down... somewhere else entirely. When the spinning stopped, Bobbert blinked three times. Then four more times just to be sure. He was standing in the strangest town square he'd ever seen. Everyone - EVERYONE - was wearing their hats upside down, with the tops pointing at the ground. And they were all hopping backwards! "Well," Bobbert said to himself, "Tuesday just got interesting!"