when I was little, I use to put slices of bananas on pizza from pizza hut because I got inspired from a cartoon called "doug". when I my older sister found out that I did that, I got in trouble and then got sent to bed. as for the pizza, it tasted alright, I guess. another time was when I got inspired from street fighters where on this one bonus round, the object is to physically beat up a car before the time runs out. so after playing that game, I went in my room one day, got one of my 99 cent toy car and then I started smashing it with a 5 lbs. dumbbell. the first time I didn't get in trouble, but the second time I did because after I did it the second time, I showed it to my dad and then I got in trouble; from what I remember, he told me that that car cost money. cost what?! 99 cents?! he act like it cost a fortune. anyway, onto the next story. this story is about where my sister and her friends bought some fruit roll-ups (the ones with the cut-out shapes). when she bought some fruit roll-ups, she made up a reason why not to give me or my brother any because she said it was dog food and I actually believed it, too. every time they ate some, they made strange faces like it was really nasty so they would convince me and my brother that is WAS dog food and we were convinced. how hypocritical is that? I mean, they said it was dog food. so why were they eating it. I wish I would have thought about that when I was a kid. I got one more funny childhood story to tell before I end this blog (I might have more funny childhood stories to tell later). this one is about the time when me, my cousin, and my brother evacuated the room when I was playing super mario world and mario died. one time, I was over my grandma's house and we were playing super mario world and since I was afraid of mario's face when he dies on the game, I let the time run out just for fun so we can run out of the room. when the time was down to ten seconds, me (especially me) my brother and my cousin ran out of the room like mad. as soon as mario died, I dove on my grandma couch like a bomb was going off. one more thing, when I told my friends, jimmy, aaron and michelle that story, my friend aaron reenacted my dive by doing it mission impossible style (I didn't dive like that. I just jumped on the couch in a fetal position) while my friend jimmy sang the "mario died" jingle. when he reenacted my dive, I laughed so hard that I started crying. well, that's it for now.