Big Nate

Once upon a time, Big Nate was a scummy boy. He would hit branches, he would hit rocks, he would hit leaves, he would hit thorns, he would hit bark, he would hit slime, he would hit chloroplasts, he would hit Tv screens, he would hit portable lamps, he would hit lava lamps, he would hit glowing artificial crystals, he would hit zombie strike nerf guns, he would hit the letter B, he would hit comics, he would hit, novel covers, he would hit collars, he would hit metal belts, he would hit clocks, he would hit picture frames, he would hit nail files, he would hit paint brushes, he would hit packing peanuts, he would hit hair ties, he would hit shampoo liquid, he would hit pool sticks, he would hit conditioner, he would hit rings, he would hit ballpoint pens, he would hit diamond-encrusted purses.

He would also hit thread, he would hit thermometers, he would hit seat belts, he would hit model-z cars, he would hit drawers made of peanuts, he would hit doctor trays, he would hit the save button-