A minha história favorita ...

There were some buildings. They could walk. 

Then there were some vampires. One of the vampires bit the tallest building 

but his fangs broke off. Then all of his

other teeth fell out. The vampire started crying. 

The other vampires said, "Why are you crying? Aren't those just your baby 

teeth?"

The vampire said, "No, those are my grown-up teeth."

And the vampires knew he couldn't be a vampire anymore so they left him.