still unimpressive

One day, somewhere in the forest, a bunch of kids, young kids, about your age, were traveling through.  All twelve of them knew the forest is dangerous, filled with beasts and villains waiting to attack and exploit the sophomoric youth. But they had something stronger, they had twelve people! Of course no one could pernicious wrath of twelve teenagers!

So they strolled along entering the forest, merry as can be, endlessly overjoyed at each others glib ways.

First they saw a man, about 7 feet tall. His hands were made of stone and his face, of crap. But of course there was no fear, and of course no fright, the power of twelve could not be defeated in such an easy fight. The cursory battle was soon done, the students had won and continued with their banal stories of each others loves.

A couple hundred more feet and they encountered another despot, this grander, mightier, and much more beastly. It was Yao Ming! He stood there, in the kids path, and he said, “You can’t go till you [audio unintelligible]”. The teens laughed and laughed at his accent and small butt, and in no time, they were continuing on their path.

They fought and slayed their entire way, and eventually the kids made it out of the forest. They said their good byes, and went their separate ways, but before they could leave they met a giant rock. The rock sat on their houses, and sat on their cars, it sat on their school, and even their Starbucks. Now would it be the end? Will the 12 kids finally be stopped by a big rock? They fought on, long and hard, and eventually they had to retreat all the way through the forest to where they started. And still the rock chased after them.

The end!

Wow that made no sense. I think it means something… not sure though.