Once upon a time when all the walri were

Once upon a time when all the walri were nearly dead and the cat ran away with the spoon the sniper took out his sandwich and began to eat. Suddenly he heard the sound of a

guy not wanting to do this shit.

So don't do it. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Nobody's forcing you. Your back is not against the wall. You have CHOICES. Choose wisely. Now, where were we?

We were standing at the edge of a steep ravine looking down at a tangled mass of vegetation that hid wet slippery rocks, mud puddles, bugs and some malevolent creatures we could

only hope had eaten their fill yesterday from the candy we threw down at them. We slowly and quietly made our way down the ravine. The door to the portal was just on the other

window to the alternate realities. We were in the left ventrical of the multiverse. Sitting in this Mirror Ravine forces one to realize the banality of life, which, you have to

And seeing is but one way of felling its existence. If you pay close attention, while under general anesthesia, you can hear the thin layers of its expanding bubbles pop.

When they pop the sound is a caress on your inner eyelid making you think you are floating in a sun warmed pool of green

honey stuff." Professed the wise man."I have never had my eyelids caressed, nor been in a pool of warm green honey stuff." I told him. "Oh," He said, deflated somewhat.