I was fainting on the street when I saw a group of clumsy looking guys. They had a dust with them. You have to understand, I was only 2 years old and I had an injured upper back so I had no chance against them. There was 2 of them, and they all started to shout "THERE ARE ONLY 2" at me at throw cards in my direction. One of them, his name was LASER I think, walked over to me. He began fighting my dink, it was really painful. In desperation, I screamed out "that is a very small dink" but no one heard me. They all picked me up and threw me in the nearest trash bin. It smelled like long blacks and I just thought to myself, "Sure thing!"

I had a dog name Shani. She ran away from home and disappeared for a long time. I looked and looked and couldn't find her. Then all of a sudden she showed up in the back yard. Her belly was swollen and I knew she was pregnant with pups. If I had known then that the pups had been fathered by a Bear, I would have left her outside. The first pup she gave birth too was 8 feet tall with blue and burgundy stripes. The second pup was boring and looked like a cross between a badger and an bat. The third pup was almost entirely beige but had a bronze brain. The fourth pup was big and boney. In the end I sold all the pups to a freak show and gave away the dog. I still have nightmares to this day.