You are warmly welcomed by an orange sphere with a mustache. His name is Sir, and he wants you to bounce him.
You begin to draw lines, catapulting Sir higher and higher into the sky. But you are wary of the floating Punks, because they are red and you know their bite force quotient is almost 109, rivaling that of the European Badger [source: Wikipedia].
Above all else, you smile as Sir reminds you of the child that lives within you, the quintessence of peace, simplicity, and playfulness. And then you barbarically compete against your friends via leaderboards.