There once was a small, adorable, friendly, 4-year old girl named Rachel. Rachel had a love for ponies, butterflies, rainbows, and all things pink. One day, Rachel wanted to play imaginary ponies. She asked her mom. The response was "Get lost kid." Rachel was so happy her mom was so much more loving than the rest of the moms on the block. The other girls at school talked about being tied to trees at night. Then Rachel tried each of her 12-year old 14-tuplet brothers. They said "Negative, commander." Then she tried the little girl who lived next door. Rachel walked home with a black eye. She finally decided she was better off playing by herself. So Rachel played imaginary ponies by herself for 3 days straight. Rachel did something she never had done before on the second day of her imaginary game. She ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. But Rachel's adventures have nothing to do with our story. For our story is about the almighty, Bob.
