Zuto

This is story #1 from my "642 Things to Write About" book. This was written immediately after I read the prompt

Prompt: "You are an astronaut. Describe your perfect day."

Boy, today was fun. Early in the space, we landed on a new planet we're calling Zuto (like Pluto, but newer). The whole surface was made of old donuts. At first we maybe thought it was an old trash heap from the 1970's, but after finding a concert ticket to the Woodstock festival in a chocolate bear claw that had been nibbled on, we confirmed that indeed it was. Am I using the word "but" wrong? Anyway, we spent the rest of the day flying around, because the gravity was so low, and we ended up finding a donut that John Lennon had taken a bite of. Don't ask me how we knew he had taken a bite, we just did. The Mayor of Earth ended up giving my crew and I $7 billion for the donut. I no longer have to work, so we're flying back home to retire and pursue our life long dream of being travelling show salesman. All the shoes we "sale" will be for free, we just want to drive across the country. 

Author's Note

This is Improv writing; read it as such.