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So there was once this little boy named Johnny. Johnny had a very rich dad, who loved Johnny very much, and would do anything for him. When Johnny turned two, his dad asked him what he wanted for his birthday. He said, "Ping pong balls, daddy!" Puzzled, his dad responded, "Ping pong balls? Are you sure?" "Yes daddy, ping pong balls!" was his response. Well, that night the dad went out and bought him a sleeve of ping pong balls. The big day came, and his dad gave Johnny his ping pong balls. Johnny got all excited and ran up to his room. A bit later, his dad came up to check on him, and he we walked into his room and found Johnny, but he didnt see the ping pong balls. "What happened to the ping pong balls?" his dad asked. But all he got in return was a blank toddler stare. But Johnny seemed very happy, so he let it go.
Next year Johnnys birthday came around and his dad asked him what he wanted this year. "Ping pong balls, daddy!" was his response again. His dad said, "Ping pong balls again? I got you those last year! But its your choice." So his dad went out and bought him two sleeves this time. He figured he could lose one, and then still have one to play with. Johnnys birthday came, he got the ping pong balls, and ran up to his room to play with them. His dad went up to check on him, and both sleeves were gone. He asked again what had happened to them, still no response.
Well this tradition continued on and on as Johnny got older. Every year he asked for ping pong balls, and every year his dad brought him more and more. When he was eight, his dad bought him a whole wheelbarrow full. Finally came Johnnys sixteenth birthday, and his dad new the drill by now. "Let me guess, you want ping pong balls, right?" "Duh dad," said Johnny. "Well, normal boys want cars for their sixteenth birthday, so Im going to buy you one of those as well." "Cool!" was Johnnys response.
The sweet sixteen came, and Johnny went outside to find a brand new Lexus completely filled with ping pong balls. "Wow dad! Awesome! Can I take it out for a spin?" asked Johnny. "Sure, go have some fun!" said dad. So Johnny gets in and goes for a drive. No one is surprised when he comes back, a few hours later, and the car is *you guessed it* completely empty of ping pong balls.
Well Johnny grew older, and eventually got married to a nice girl named Lisa. For their wedding present, his dad bought them a huge estate, with a huge house and everything. His dad went so far as to have ping pong balls airlifted in. He built silos to hold ping pong balls, and had them scattered everywhere over the floor. The whole house and yard was several feet deep in ping pong balls. All in all, there were hundreds of millions of ping pong balls.
The next morning, the dad went to check on them. To see how they liked the house, and more importantly, to see if all those ping pong balls were still there. As his dad is driving up, the first thing he notices is all the ping pong balls on the yard are gone, completely. The silos...empty. As he gets closer, he sees an ambulance by the house, and they are carrying Johnny out on a stretcher. "What happened!?" he yelled to Lisa. "Johnny fell down the stairs and hit his head, we are rushing him to the hospital."
So his dad and Lisa got into the car and followed the ambulance. They rushed Johnny into the emergency room and made the dad and Lisa wait outside. A few hours later, the doctor came out to talk to them. "Im very sorry, I dont think your son is going to make it. The damage was excessive, there was nothing we could do. However, you may go in to spend his last moments with him, if you'd like." So his dad goes in to see Johnny for one last time. Dad, he says, "I'm so happy to see you." And Johnny and his dad talked for a few minutes about life, about death, everything. Finally, his dad said, "Johnny, my boy, I have just one more question. What in Gods name did you ever do with all those ping pong balls?" Johnny struggled to get to a sitting position and says, "Well dad..." then he died.
Edit: i can accept NO props for this, but thanks for offering
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