Once upon a time a kid in Kittery moved to Rye. Sometimes he would ride his bike to Kittery. Then one day the normal bridge he took was closed. He got wicked mad he went past the Macro Polo store down the road a very long ways and crossed the never-ending bridge he went to his friends house and by the time he got there he had chewed a whole pack of gum. He played video games and hung out w/ his friend until his mom told him to go home he got to the golden egg and then she picked him up there. When he got home he told his mom about the long trip across the bridge she then proceeded to tell him that his 2 trips across the never-ending bridge were pointless because the usual bridge he took was open to pedestrians and cyclists.