B'chuggeroth - the name strikes fear into

B'chuggeroth - the name strikes fear into even the most stout-hearted of men. The townsfolk had long told tales of the dread lord of damned souls, telling children he'd take them

to the place between this dimension and the next, where time and light simultaneously flee each other like ancient enemies.

It was a place where missing socks roamed across dryer lint planes. It was a place were your missing car keys unlocked the hearts of your lost love. It was a block from Walmart

, the last shop on Desire Street. The shabby looking entrance was easily overlooked. "Your childhood sweetheart is in this box" said the attendant, smiling mysteriously.

But the attendant always smiled mysteriously. In fact the attendant's whole face was a mystery. Everyone who saw it was in shock and awe because right in the middle

was a diamond encrusted unibrow, mysteriously conjuring Frida Kahlo, the “third eye” and Una Brau at the same time, sort of causing mental whiplash as your thoughts moved from

the rubber ducky all the way up to Bert's facial hair, along with your eyes. Like an awning to sunlight, his blinged-out unibrow protected his eyes from sweat and the occasional

drop of acid rain. Yes, those eyebrows were magnificent, marvelous, simply extraordinary. The rubber ducky had found a true friend in Bert.

Then Elmo kidnapped the rubber duckie. Bert ran after but was to blinded by the unibrow, he tripped over

a unicorn and the horn went straight through his forehead, severing the unibrow in two. But that's okay, because Elmo was doing so many hard drugs his kidneys exploded. The end.