The land of endless roses spread beneath

The land of endless roses spread beneath Cthuly in his hot air balloon. He sighed, he was melancholy. How was he supposed to be the hero? His purple octopus friend piped up & said,

hadn't washed in months. I could feel the cracked layers of dirt, skin-flakes, and substances unknown beginning to soften. A strange itchy feeling that wasn't entirely unpleasing

occured on the top of my scalp. Reached up with my dirty nails and pulled out a dandelion. On my arms was sprouting alfalfa. My body had become a salad. I heard a goat.

Then a whole flock surrounded me and began munching my verdant thighs. I thought that this was Helga's vengeance for being excluded from Goat club (http://foldingstory.com/5bfah)

And in fact it was, as i found out. Helga had been transformed into a goat by a witch, and was now leading a rebellion against

the mountain people. They were a simple folk, and fled at townspeople charged toward them, following Helga's lead. When Helga was able to reach the Place of Glory, the spell broke

and she yelled Roll Tide!! Her mother came out when she heard Helga yell and

"Helga get you some long brichy legs on now its friggin cold outside!" Her mother turned around and there standing was

Helga's husband John in tattered filthy overalls, holding a sawed off pitchfork. His murderous scowl was the final thing they saw after horning in on poker night for the last time.