Story time? I think yes! *announcer voice* Let's begin.

So... one time I was at my grandmother's house and she had a golf cart. And she'd let us drive it around. Long story short, I was driving it. So my brother Tony jumped in the way think I would stop. But... my sister was showing me something, and I ran over Tony. Well... his leg. And so... my sister started freaking out say. "Oh my goodness! You ran over Abby!" (My granny's dog.) She got off to see if I ran over Abby, then realized it was Tony. "No. You ran over Tony!" She said. "What do I do?!" I start flipping out. "Let me try and pull him out!" She said.

That didn't work... "I can't pull him out! You need to back over him!" My sister said. So... I backed, back over Tony and everything is now fine. That was years ago. Even though I remember it like it was yesterday.

Odd right? Nothing is odd with me! I got 12% sanity left! Face me like a fishstick! Ya know, I might just eat you if you do that...