Reminds me of that time me and Tom Hanks got abandoned on an island after our plane crashed. All we had were coconuts to feed us and a ball for exercise, though we made it through and were safely returned back to the loving embrace of our house; we felt like time had passed us by, and it was no longer a world we recognised. I remember, Tom went to go see his ex - Helen Hunt, what a babe she was. Ahh well, what do I know - I'm just a ball named Wilson. Doodle Dee Doodle Doo.