While in his room I slowly wrapped my mouth

While in his room I slowly wrapped my mouth around the warmthness of

his tiny woodpecker of a tic tac and tried to see hoq she could manuever the oh so tiny specticle.

As he grabbed some tweezers and began to investigate his michael jackson blow up doll...

then the blow up doll exploded. Which made him sad because

because he used her openings to hold ketchup, mustard and tartar sauce. Now how was he going to be the life of the party? He went back to the novelty shop

.noitcerid yreve ni kni gniraeppasid nworb ----- WHOA! The brown disappearing ink spraying in every direction was also making time reverse. The incredible whoopee cushion

Deflated silently, feeling small. The situation seemed like a very common situation with sound and matter flying around in the room. However

That didn't diminish my fear. Electrons as young as me shouldn't be subjected to being smashed in the particle accelerator. The pressure was tearing me apart. Suddenly,

a positron was racing toward me. We'd both be annihilated, for Bohr's sake! And positive thinking was against my nature. Summoning my last shred of negativity, I charged.