Once there was a boy. His name was Benji.
The only thing good about Benji was that he was rather small and wore glasses, traits that nobody else in the world owned
One day Benji came into school wearing lengthened prosthetic legs and contact lenses.
Nobody liked Benji anymore, because he no longer carried with him the traits that follow:
The following day, Benji jumped infront of a speeding wagon who's contents where of an unusual inventory, that of which I will not go into rigorous detail of, though I will say that there where an abnormally large amount of casks of raw panda meat and wale lung
And that is the story of Benji.