There once was this guy named Ned.
(Everyone say hi to Ned please.)
Ned was just your average Joe. No, really! He was actually a G.I. Joe® action figure!... but his name's still Ned... because I said so that's why.
One day, after a long refreshing morning of staring at the Polly Pockets® through the plastic of his box, Ned found himself being taken off the shelf.
It was then he was sold into slavery. He still has nightmares about that bright red scanner light.
The End.
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Your stupid to read this story (2012 Watty Awards)
HumorThere's no need for a description, the title says it all. I like cake. And cookies. But not celery. Celery's gross. Hahahaha, that wasn't supposed to show up in the description... Oh well.
