Story time!

Hello children, I'm grandma Grandmutherson, and I'm going to read a story. *opens large dusty book* Ah...this is one of my most favorite stories...

Once upon a time, there was an evil monster that liked to play with bunnies in his spare time. However unfortunately, that's not very interesting at all. So the best course of action is to ignore him and hope he goes away.

It was a dark and stormy morning, and the bats and birds and evil monsters were just drifting in to a sound sleep. Well, all except for the evil monster, who kept tossing and turning in bed because he could not help but think that he had completely wasted his life. I mean, he’s 53 and all he does is prance around with bunnies all day. And he certainly isn't going to be hired any time soon. I mean would you want to hire some old creep that plays with bunnies? That's right, you wouldn't, so be quiet and stop questioning everything.

But suddenly, a huge crash was heard outside. And little did our monster friend know, that his entire existence would suddenly be changed in no way whatsoever so he got himself a glass of milk and went back to contemplating on how much better his life would be if only something interesting would happen to him, but nothing probably ever will.

The end!

…That story sucked!