The other day I was walking back from school when I got tele-ported into Baby Ruth’s body. It felt like an airhead. I was taking a crunch at chewing tobacco. It felt like juicy fruit. Then I went to his house and got a Hershey’s bar it tasted like pixie-stick. Then I tele-ported back to reality, and went home. When I got home my brother called me Hershey’s, I got mad so I called him a pixie-stick.