Pink is my favorite flavor of starburst

One time when I was 5 years old, I visited this park and came upon a wooden box. Inside the wooden box was another wooden box. Inside that was another wooden box. Inside that was a compound known as air.

Sometimes you have to mix up your stories. If all of them have these good suspenseful endings, or some sort of joke, moral point, actual ending, then people would never be surprised. One of the keys to your life should be to always surprise people.

Ok, the box actually contained a little samurai. He was belligerent until I showed him a small flat cooking surface. He then cut food all up in some sort of crazy circus act which included flipping shrimp tails in to his hat and everything. He then went and started Benihana's.

Congratulations little guy.