I met him last night!

There I was in Bolivia at 3 am, standing in line at the doughnut shop when Mr. Leeveye walked in. I was just about to order when he stepped in front of me. I noticed him eyeing out the last maple bar and I knew that I was going to need to take action. I jumped toward it, but then he did too! We locked eyes, his like daggers. Silence. Then he said, "Why don't we thumb wrestle for it?" So we did. I won the first round, so he suggested best two out of three. When I won again, he all of a sudden pointed behind me and shouted, "Oh my goodness, it's a floating boggledoodle!" Now, I wasn't familiar with what a boggledoodle might be, but here we were in China during broad daylight and I was not about to take any chances. I jumped back, he jumped forward. He snatched the apple fritter and went skipping out of the store, laughing maniacally. He would have gotten away with it too if it hadn't been for those meddling seniors.

I will never forget my brush with fame when I met Zachery Leeveye Pew.