Ryan Goes To Fenway

One bright and sunny day, Ryan decided to go to Fenway to see a baseball game with friends.

They got tickets for the game from a nice man on the street, who only required one arm or one leg, rather than both.

Before the game, they decided they'd hit one of the happy little places near Fenway. There, they drank magic pixie juice. It came in brown bottles and tasted bitter. Ryan had five. So did his friends.

When they got in to Fenway, they were surprised to see how awesome their seats were: five rows back! Throughout the game, they discovered that Fenway, too, sold magic pixie juice. Ryan drank one each inning. So did his friends. The seventh inning stretch was sad, as no more pixie juice was to be had. Not that Ryan needed it.

After the game, Ryan and his friends decided to go to a place that sold more magic pixie juice. They all had a special dark pixie juice, called Jagermeister. Ryan had four.

It'd been a long, adventurous day for Ryan -- he felt a little bit sleepy. A big bad man who doesn't like sleepy fellows told Ryan to leave.

Ryan decided to run across the street. Some friends followed this cheeky fellow. Ryan ran around a corner. No one saw him for a while.

A couple friends went around the corner to see if he was alright. Silly Ryan, lying on the ground!

Eventually, someone had to take him back home. What a fun day at Fenway!

Moral of this story: if you drink magic pixie juice, be aware that it might affect your ability to stand. Take Ryan's word for it!