Well I said to the dog, your feet smell. He protested that his python boot was too tight, and told me to get a life. So I got a live chicken and sacrificed it to the curveball god, but all he gave me was saliva to doctor the ball. I screamed and shouted but it was no use, the barrier seperated me from civilization and hard drives. Being unlicensed, I couldn't chomp the bar, it was far too flexible, it got like that 10 years ago when things were very different. It scored high on the IQ test in Philadelphia next to the blacksmith's shop. "What do you know?" they said, "I know much of sausage and steak", he replied, saving Ferris as he waltzed out the door. The gym floor rumbled with excitement and anticipation as the butterflies broke in through the roof. Their trail of destruction was only stopped by a well-flung basketball that achieved escape velocity somewhere near Africa. Lukatherian fire grew in the cradle of death. Mayhem ensued.

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I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters