Pj Neville

Seriously life changing. As I lay hopelessly on my deathbed nearly submitting to the horrors of my Stage 78 StinkyPoopButtRectilium cancer, I make my final wish, “To see the greatest piece of cinematography to ever exist.” For what I thought would be my last time ever seeing the pure light of this world, I shed a tear glancing at the blue, blue sky one last time as I headed into theater 4. Then, as I sat down with my vegemite covered popcorn and watched, in awe, as the opening scene of Harold and the Purple Crayon appeared my Stage 78 StinkyPoopButtRectilium cancer was cured and I went on with my day to continue my edging streak!