Fortunately, my imaginary friend pretended to throw himself on the fictitious grenade, saving my life, and making for a touching, emotional, yet still masculine, moment, between real men.
|Really Big Gun|
I had no choice, it was time to call in a pretend airstrike. Soon, the sky was filled with pretend aircraft pretending to carpet bomb the area. They pretended to destroy a good portion of the freeway, the overpass and a significant share of Easton Town Center, including P.F. Changs, Abuelos, and the Foot Locker.
But, a pretend ambassador from the pretend United Nations called and made us stop. Good thing too, because I was about to go pretend nuclear. That kid will think twice before pretending to shoot at me.