So, one year, I was @my cabin with a friend of mine. (you know who you are if you are reading this) I found a stick with one pointy end and one flat end. And, as you may know, I drew a smiley face on it and named it Mr. Sticky. Now, my friend hated Mr. Sticky and wanted to distroy it. So. when they got a hold of it, he threw it at the trunk of a pine tree. When it hit the tree, the pointy end turned around and went straight for his face. Either that piece of driftwood had a brain of it was just a coincidence.
Green tip: Turn off the lights when you leave a room!!