so there was this one time when i was like 7 or 8, and i thought i was a total ninja. i decided to sneak into the kitchen to grab one of those big cookies my mom always hid on the top shelf. i stacked a bunch of chairs and climbed up, feeling like a secret agent. halfway up, the tower of chairs wobbled and i fell, bringing the whole thing down with a crash. my mom came running in, and i was just sitting there in a pile of chairs, crumbs on my face. she couldn't stop laughing and neither could i. good times, man. 