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Fridge magnets make me happy.

Why?  They're fun.  I wrote a story about one in English class this year.  Here's the story, it's kind of ridiculous but please try not to laugh at me:  Mighty Y and the Monster Tarantula.  The day the exterminator came, Taylor, the monster tarantula, was hiding in a stale box of Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch Cereal.  As soon as the horrific pest killer had left the residence, taylor slowly crept out of his stuffy box.  Marla's kitchen was in a bleak state as the spider made his way over to the fridge crowded with all sorts of magnets.  In the meantime, the alphabet letters were continuing on with their daily activities of chattering, arm wrestling, and snoozing very soundly...  All except for Y who had been carelessly stuck on the otherwise empty left side of the fridge watching Seinfield.  With no one at all to comfort him, he became very lonely.  Taylor payed little attention to him as he began to conjure up a plan to devour all of the magnets.  Soon, the letters started to disappear one by one and the monster tarantula got fatter and fatter.  In the course of half an hour, Y was the only one left.  Taylor hobbled over to the chartreuse letter, ready to munch him all up.  Excited with his new company, Y started up a conversation with the peculiar figure.  Taylor was so bloated after his alphabet buffet that he didn't even bother to shut him up.  "Hello, I hate to be so rude, but who - err, what are you?" Y inquired.  "I am Taylor, the monster tarantula from the bottomless pits of peanut butter cereal," he replied.  "Okay," Y said as if that was the most ordinary answer he could possibly have received.  "Do you like Seinfield?"  "Nah, I'm more of an I Love Lucy kind of guy," Taylor stated.  Y asked with a troubled look on his face, "Why have you been eating everyone?"  "I was bored, and why do you care?  They never talked to you," Taylor sighed.  "They are my family though; and I think it would be a healthy decision for you to spit them all out this very instant," the letter demanded.  With a bit of convincing, the tarantula did just that, and upon Marla's return from the supermarket, the entire alphabet told her what had taken place in her absence.  Marla gave Y and Taylor premium TV watching conditions.  From that point on, the two oddballs were best friends.