A child ran downstairs and the first thing he saw was a Ornament painted like a pokeball. "MOMMY! SANTA GAVE ME A POKEMON!". The child thought it was a real pokeball, so he grabbed it and threw it. All he did was break the ornament. "MOMMY! SANTA GAVE ME A BROKEN POKEBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!". The child was yelling for the rest of the day.
The end
Guys I am going to Florida on 11/7/2010 so I wont be on much. Goo-bye!
"People assume that time is a strict progression of cause-and-effect... but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey.....stuff."
Lol, I know its awesome, though it would be awesome errrr if a Charizard fell out, but attacked the child with flamethrower. Then the child would scream, "MOMMY! MY CHARIZARD BURNED MY HAIR!".
Guys I am going to Florida on 11/7/2010 so I wont be on much. Goo-bye!