"Why should we take from the bottom of the

"Why should we take from the bottom of the pile when we were the ones who created the pile in the first place?" He asked, filled with rage at the injustice.

Yertle the Turtle had been in this situation before. He knew the consequences of injustice left unchecked. Thus, he burrowed beneath the pile and began to weaken it's foundations.

The people that were on the veranda began to feel a slight tremor. Yertle the Turtle had no choice but to continue burrowing. "Ha-ha. Now they will feel my wrath". 5 days later,

He was done. He was ready to sink the whole town. He smirked evilly. "They asked me to get out of my comfort zone." "To retreat from my shell.So to speak" Well...

a good scrubbing before the baron arrives to sign the charter. If you value independence and self-determination, you shall at once gather all mop dogs within city limits and

mop the floors. Any skinny little kids named Brodan will work too. If the Baron arrives at a house full of dirt you shall all be sent back to Folding Hell. Vamos!

When the Baron arrived to a house full of dirt, he sent Janitor Bill straight to Folding Hell. Here, half finished folds and derailed narratives mingled with screams and terrible

pun and nonsequiters. Janitor Bill was delighted with the folding chaos he found in Folding Hell. All his favorite half finished folds where here. A reunion in excommunion!

Ambika rode in on her palanquin while pasteboard commuters randomized buckets of chrysanthemums dreaming next Tuesday. Farting clowns with giant cucumbers attacked! WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!