Yeah sure I could suspend belief up to that

Yeah sure I could suspend belief up to that part in Cloud Atlas II where Jackie Chan reincarnated as a quadraplegic midget (oh, spoller haha) whose mother is

actually his daughter because she time traveled after getting caught in that lightning storm that caused a rift in the crystal continuum opened by a woodpecker who struck a knot in

a sudden bout of clumsiness after a long feverish night of heavy pecking. His beak broke several strands of twine from the infinite bird's nest of time and space, which spans the

cap of his anus. This was called the Butt Bird or Booty Swallow.

Many people often confuse the Booty Swallow with the Not Taking It Back, so popular in their grandfather's day.

Yep. Grandfather's Day is a time for crazy fads, and in his day, it was all about butts. I don't know. In my day, all we had was pogs. But the grandpas today with their derrieres

hanging low (almost scraping the sidewalk, really) in their baggy pants, didn't give a hoot and holler about any fly-by-night crazes. These grandpas were in it for the long haul.

I couldn’t help but admire their puffy pantaloons. i longed to be a better version of me, one that could pull off baggy pants. But alas, my skinny frame could not—would not handle

the voluminous silouette. So I followed the Puffy Pantalooneers around with my head hung in slight shame. I hoped no one would notice how I didn't fit in. My jeggings were embarras

sed as the ThreadBarers' Snake ate the Sky which has been falling since Chicken- Little Ate the Sun.