[Kairu]

Alright, the one I remember like it was minutes ago happened when I was five years old, and to this day, I still hate the Flintstones. Once upon a time, a five year old boy managed to get himself into a dark, dank labyrinth. He was just fine until out of nowhere, a giant Fred Flintstone appears and he starts chasing the boy. The boy, scared for his life, ran like no tomorrow. He kept running when all of a sudden a giant rolling boulder started chasing Fred Flintstone. We kept running. and I woke up. The End.