Looks like someone's suffered some brain damage.Originally Posted by Strongbad
You want to sleep with me. It may seem wrong at first, but it really isn't. I don't know, you might like it. Anyway, I will be down on the couch. Just kinda come and snuggle with me. Wasn't that the name of that downy bear? I used to have one of those. It was really cute. I would always act like he was alive. Sometimes I would pin a sheet down over my air vent and it would puff up like a big pillow. Then I would put the snuggle bear on the top of it. He giggled and I did as well. That was when I was like 5. We also used to travel to this imaginary land together. It was totally crazy. When we first arrived their we would be in the clouds. To get down we would have to climb this large cloud staircase. The land was normal and so was everything else, but the language was off the wall. Sure they talked normal, but it was impossible to read. Imagine a letter covered with scribble marks and all sorts of other camouflage. After a while it was easy to identify letters, but only when they were alone. They put the letters to each word in random order. I guess that is why they didn't have any sort of written history. Hell, they didn't have a written anything. I don't think that they actually knew how to read or write. They were just trying to impress snuggle and me. That's when I got to thinking, "Why can't these people I am imagining read or write?" That's when I learned I was illiterate. I couldn't even read a children's book. It was all good though, as I was only 5 by that time.
