Once upon a time, there was a circle named

Once upon a time, there was a circle named Juliet.

One day juliet killed herself because she felt insecure about her shape. Her sister capulet was a different shape and was very confident. She missed juliet now and prayed

to her imaginary three dimensional icosahedral God to give juliet the shape she always desired, a tribar. Capulet felt the love triangle between her juliet and romeo could exist in

Bermuda but to get there they'd have to follow a triangular path with at least two right angles. Romeo, Juliet & Capulet were on their speeders when Pythagoras looked down from

their mountain in the sky and sneered at their passing ship. A wave suddenly rocked the boat and he laughed as Romeo, Juliet, and Capulet were tossed on the waves

of the roaring sea. Romeo, being a pansy, immediately clung onto Juliet with all his might. Juliet shook him off roughly, having no desire to drown. Romeo, however, did drown.

But only metaphorically speaking did he drown... namely in a pool of Juliet's sarcasm as he clung to her on the piece of driftwood in the middle of Lake Placid. They were miles fro

and more mile to but neither refused to allow for unethical misuse of tort reform as a red herring anti-pasta. It would get smothered by the Maddog 2020.

Maddog 2020 was running for president and offered hope in the post collapse era. Both parties splintered into 3,584,6990 pieces after 2016. He won by a landslide. Maddog 2020 was

sworn in with lots of swearing and the country was in for the hangover of its life. Maddog 2020 slept through most of his presidency and left the office in a shambles. Who doesn't?