son: one day, i'm gonna walk on the sun!
father: son, no. no sun, son
*son has arms crossed*
*son is flying towards the sun*
son: hey. kid, no
son: weee, yay!
sun: stay away! stop!
son (is very close to sun): weeeeeeeee!
*son lands on sun with a boop*
*sun is in silence*
son and sun: yay!
Dad should have hidden all of his super advanced space equipment.
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In my dreams last night, @CoachJim4UM called me to emphasize how hard he and the team are working. He also sent me a birthday card.
I said cut in half. This is more like 4/10ths and 6/10ths.
It pains me greatly to abbreviate things on Twitter.