[gentle music] One day, a kid named Ollie was sitting at home.
As he was sitting, he realized there was something going on with his chair.
"Um, Mom, my, my chair seems to be moving a little bit." "What?" said his mom.
"I don't, I don't think your chair will be moving." "It is," said Ollie.
"Look." He tried to sit still, but as he sat, his chair kept wibbling and wobbling.
"What are you doing to your chair?" said his mom.
"It's not me," said Ollie.
"It's the chair." "You are right.
It is the chair," said a voice.
"What?" They all looked around the room to see who was calling out, but they couldn't see anyone anywhere.
"Who said that?" said Ollie.
"It is me, the Pim Pim," said Pim Pim as he jumped out from inside the pantry.
"Pim Pim?" said Ollie.
"Yes, I am the Pim Pim, and you are sitting in my chair." "Your chair?" said Ollie.
"This is my chair.
I've always sat in this chair." "No, you think you have always sat in that chair, but I actually swapped your chair with my chair." "W- what do you mean?" said Ollie.
"It looks exactly the same." "Have a look," said Pim Pim.
As Ollie climbed off his chair to have a better look, he realized that it was actually a little bit different from his chair.
The only reason he could tell that it was different was 'cause when he looked on the underside of it, it said property of Pim Pim.
"See? It says Pim Pim." "Um, sorry," said Ollie.
"I, I didn't realize I was sitting in your chair.
Hang on, you're the one that put it there." "Yes, I know.
I did put it there for a very important reason." "W- why is that?" said Ollie.
"Because it's gone all wibbly-wobbly, and I didn't want a wibbly-wobbly chair, so I put you on the wibbly-wobbly chair." "Pim Pim," said Ollie.
"Oh, yes.
[gentle music] One day, a kid named Ollie was sitting at home.
As he was sitting, he realized there was something going on with his chair.
"Um, Mom, my, my chair seems to be moving a little bit." "What?" said his mom.
"I don't, I don't think your chair will be moving." "It is," said Ollie.
"Look." He tried to sit still, but as he sat, his chair kept wibbling and wobbling.
"What are you doing to your chair?" said his mom.
"It's not me," said Ollie.
"It's the chair." "You are right.
It is the chair," said a voice.
"What?" They all looked around the room to see who was calling out, but they couldn't see anyone anywhere.
"Who said that?" said Ollie.
"It is me, the Pim Pim," said Pim Pim as he jumped out from inside the pantry.
"Pim Pim?" said Ollie.
"Yes, I am the Pim Pim, and you are sitting in my chair." "Your chair?" said Ollie.
"This is my chair.
I've always sat in this chair." "No, you think you have always sat in that chair, but I actually swapped your chair with my chair." "W- what do you mean?" said Ollie.
"It looks exactly the same." "Have a look," said Pim Pim.
As Ollie climbed off his chair to have a better look, he realized that it was actually a little bit different from his chair.
The only reason he could tell that it was different was 'cause when he looked on the underside of it, it said property of Pim Pim.
"See? It says Pim Pim." "Um, sorry," said Ollie.
"I, I didn't realize I was sitting in your chair.
Hang on, you're the one that put it there." "Yes, I know.
I did put it there for a very important reason." "W- why is that?" said Ollie.
"Because it's gone all wibbly-wobbly, and I didn't want a wibbly-wobbly chair, so I put you on the wibbly-wobbly chair." "Pim Pim," said Ollie.
"Oh, yes.
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