Heating Vents

One day I felt this intense desire to get in touch with my youth again. So I started thinking about things when I was young. I really don't believe I thought this, that there were dragons breathing their hot breath up into my house, and that they were squished into small confined spaces waiting to burst out and eat me, but I DO know I had an extremely active imagination. I DO remember spending hours of my youth under the blankets on the top bunk playing "guns" against "charlie", who at that time I didn't understand why, I had just watched the movie Major Pain one too many times.
I bet some kid out there thought this once though. Now he plays Dungeons and Dragons.