Oh no I ripped it
Aaaaaaaaaaah what's going on?
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, a napkin next to my paper capsule serenade.
I srin finale. The grand finale of this periodic explosion of clicking noises that should be sounding a little different. Wiretap, explosion!
Implosion! I shifted positions in my chair. A chair. Soft, except for the bottom. The floor deals with less luxury, because it's meant to be stood on.
Worm raider! Capture them worms![edit | edit source]
This is a transition from one period of not fishing, to another.
Capture them worms!
AAArgh, let's try to be a bit more optimistik, shall we? There's a light above your head. It's a lightbulb. See it? There's another one, b ut it hurts so dontmentionit.
CATAPULT THE UNDERDOG ABOVE THE FLINGING WATER DOME.[edit | edit source]
Bald. Shiny.
Crayons are bald.
I wonder if I rubbed a piece of paper on that bald guy's head, if it would make marks on the paper. Or would he just punch me.
OR summon the pack rats.
I see a large garbage bag. It's on the opposite side of the lightbulb.
PIZZA!!!!!!![edit | edit source]
Pepperoni brings about new life. This pizza doesn't have any.
The number changes randomly, every several seconds. Sometimes it's a good number, and sometimes it isn't. To make an illusion, it's sometimes a number that starts with a 1.
I can see the future, and it is ripe with elbows.