Well, in the beginning, i was all confused and shit. But, as time went on, i learned to understand what those tall people around me were saying, and even adopted they're language. Eventually, i even learned to write this language, as you can see by reading it. Then i turned 6. Along with my, as some would call it, coming-of-age celebration for that year, i received my first toy gun, which i promptly broke. After the was, i stayed secluded in a deep depression that seemed endless, until mu luck turned and i acquired a bankrupt retirement home, and with a few minor alterations, he Krusty Krab was born.