[ WP ] Several hundred years after a nuclear holocaust that wipes out most of humanity , the remaining humans now pass down sitcom plots as oral parables from the Time Before .

`` Come close children, and listen.'' 
 
 The children gathered around the withered man, even the older ones. They enjoyed the stories of Before. It was n't often that they got to see the world Above. The radiation had toasted the land and what creatures remained Above were twisted husks of what they were, violent and aggressive. 
 
 `` Are you all seated? Good. I will tell a story that I have n't told before, of the Time Before and of a family and the struggles they dealt with.'' 
 
 The children whispered excitedly among them, it was n't often that they got to hear a new story. 
 
 `` There was a family, whose name was Griffin. There was a father and a mother and two sons and a daughter. They also had a dog they kept as protection from the many dangers that roamed in the land Before. The Father worked with nuclear energy to help power the world. He was the Provider for their family, similar to how your fathers are the Provider's for your families.'' 
 
 This excited the children, to know that the people Before had parents who cared for their families too. `` How exciting it must have been in the time Before,'' the said to one another, `` I bet the father was a good Provider.'' 
 
 `` Hush now, be still,'' The old man said, `` One day the Provider was on his way to his duties and he heard a song wafting through the air. It was an amazing melody and he knew that this would be the anthem for his family. He followed the noise and found the source. A radio speaker that was seated on the porch of a house he was n't familiar with was playing the melody.'' 
 
 `` Excuse me, Elder?'' A small boy from the back of the audience raised his hand. 
 
 `` Yes son?'' 
 
 `` How did the song go?'' the boy asked excitedly. 
 
 `` The song preached about the Great Bird is the Word and how we all shoud know of the Bird and his Word.'' the old man explained with great care. `` Does that answer your question young man?'' 
 
 The boy nodded and sat down, excited to have learned the words and lesson in the song of the story. 
 
 The Elder continued, `` The Griffin man knew that he had to have this wonderful tune, so he did what was illegal and stole the radio with the Song in it. He ran and ran down the streets and through back alleys and taking twists and turns and doubling back to ensure that anyone who might have seen him would lose his trail. Before too long he made his way back home and placed the radio on his own porch, and played the song for all of his family to hear. The rest of the Griffin family came outside and all sat and enjoyed the pleasant soothing melody the drifted from the speakers of the radio.'' 
 
 Here the man stopped and took a drink of water, and evaluated his crowd. It had grown now to include some adults and was much bigger than it was when he had started the story. 
 
 `` After about an hour of the Griffin family just sitting in peaceful quietness listening to this song a Mutated walked up the porch and before any one of the family could react, he struck the Provider in the face. Shocked the family scrambled up and stood ready to fight the Mutated. The Provider stood up and appraised the Mutated, and saw that it was a six foot tall chicken, and was very angry. Before the Griffin man could strike back, the chicken pulled hand cannons from his pockets and slew all the Griffins where they stood and took the radio and walked away.'' 
 
 The man looked up and saw the shocked expressions from his audience. Normally his stories were light and humorous. Nobody was expecting a family to be slain. He saw the little boy in the back raise his hand again. The boy asked what the moral of the story was. 
 
 `` The moral is, do n't skip your duties and you wo n't be attacked by Mutated. Now everyone, back to work.''
