As I spread more cheeze upon my crackers

As I spread more cheeze upon my crackers and hugged my waifu pillow feeling knackered, there came a knocking at my bedroom door. "Tis only some pony clopping on my bedroom door."

Thus I began to chomping, hoping the hooves would stop clopping, clopping on my bedroom door. I opened wide and there stood before, was a Shetland of ancient lore.

I said, "Hey, hey." It replied, "Neigh, neigh." It was a Shetland of great book learning. It said, "Hop on my back & off we will hack to see Griselda the Witch at her burning."

After a few Hours I asked my Shetland friend, "Are we there yet?" "Hey Hey, Nigh Nigh. Griselda the Witch will never die." But I didn't like the idea of anyone getting burnt even i

n the sun without any lotion. My Shetland friend lives a life that reflects the joint Norse and Scottish heritage including the Up Helly Aa fire festival.

Being from the north he was not well armored from the suns rays & peeled like a giant locust. But rise from the ashes he did. "Up Helly Aa" he roared. The Tahitan natives misunder

-stood his triumphant call -- a resounding YES to life itself! -- as a request for boom-boom with the king's daughter. A generous people, the smiling, 350 lbs. girl was offered

an after coitus mint but took the whole box. When she finished the mints she showered got dressed & headed off to her job as a sound engineer for Yes, who were back in the studio.

Jon Anderson was a damned perfectionist, and insisted she listen to every take of every song off each album. That way, she was hired. She wrote her mum, "I have found my dream job!