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'Funky Town', the Bass for that totally sucks. Sounds nothing like the song, trust me, I tried it. Oh yeah, where was I?[edit | edit source]
SomeWhat, traced his finger down the spine of his book, and opened it a random page. His momentary look of wonder was replaced with a frown. Some darn fool had hollowed out the inside, and hid some sleeping pills, a blindfold, and a rag smelling suspiciously of chloroform in the centre of the book. Well none of that would help, and the book was totally ruined, SomeWhat tossed away the useless pile of junk and exhaled deeply. What would he do? It was nearly sleepy time.
SomeWhat rolled over, he decided that perhaps reading some of the other books would bore him enough to lull him to sleep. He reached idly down from his bed and flicked up the first book his hand reached, it twirled in the air like a simile and came to a rest on the centre of his 'Steven Hawking goes wild' bedspread. It was the Sleeping for Dummies. Having read all 4563674567467.567 other "for Dummies" books, SomeWhat thought he knew what to expect - a mumble jumble of technical jargon mixed together with annoyingly complex bursts of text and large patronizing images of the reader. So what came next totally blew him away; the book was brilliant! It had everything. Battles, bloodshed, love, money, neither love nor money, horse whispering, shredded wheat, Carbon Dioxide, page numbers, much needed roughage and essential inks.