Earliest memory I have is of a nightmare about the puppies on my crib bedsheets coming to life.
I remember when the ***** broke through the egg wall!
It was. The race was really intense. I was actually pulling for the other one. I'm a sucker for a long shot you know. They were zigging and zagging, and right when it looked like my little guy was going to pull ahead, the other one ran him right into the uterine wall, and it was over. That cheating bastard won. I'm still not over it.
No you don't it's impossible