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LaLaLa
Hallo! Welcome! You are now joining in. I was just having a conversation with myself. So the flying cat offers some misery sugar to the lady cow and she smiles very prettily thank you I certainly do love my misery sugar but suddenly she gathers up her skirts and runs away as swiftly as she can while maintaining her grace because who does she see lurking around the corner with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other? A Pandy. But not just any Pandy. An AndyPandy, with the infamous appetite for cow meat and so this AndyPandy comes around the corner and he is drooling and mumbling about BEEF TORTAS and dragging one leg as he approaches, but the lady cow had fled and then the flying cat is so angry that the bad AndyPandy scared off her guest that she left the precious misery sugar and flew off the see Junior God, because God was on vacation somewhere he does that you know and then we are left in the hands of Junior God. And of course along the way the flying cat crosses paths with an alien that in flying around claiming to be God (but the alien has since turned into a funny little pixie that leaves a trail of chocolate sprinkles and is obsessed with Bjork) and the alien invites the cat in for some tea and so the cat and the alien have a little chat and then the cat goes to find the Junior God so the cat complains to Junior God who's been looking for some reason to punish this vile AndyPandy and he smiles and says HEEHEE and points a holy finger down at AndyPandy who has since noticed the misery sugar and with a "UUUUUUHHHHHHMMMMMMM, SHOOOOOGAAAAAARRRR," has eaten it all! Oh no, not the misery sugar! Junior God sends AndyPandy to hell, where the devil who is leather clad and delights in whips and chains HAHAHA entertains himself with this new pet for maybe like forty thousand infinities.
Ooooh, this page is so pretty yellow. Like a Lemonhead which is like a little candy head man that is good to eat. Lalala. And the queen booms and all the citizens quake, but not like booty quake, which is something entirely different. And the queen turns pruple, that's like purple only more so, and screams:
um, or not.
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