Little Jimmy was just eating his favorite cereal one morning when a dark, gloved hand came out of his cereal box and grabbed him by the neck…...and pulled him closer…...closer…........closer…..until he was in the box. Like the little girl he was, he screamed at the top of her…uh, i mean….his lungs!!!!!!!!! With his pudgy little arms, he reached out of the box for the phone…..and his, um…...blanket. He wasn’t sucessful, though. The “hand” had hid the phone in the one place Jimmy would never look in: his older brother’s hockey bag.It may be too late for Little Jimmy…........