I, Wacky Milky-Tongue, belungered over to the abnormal bushes one day and ate of its dismembering berries. By meself. A couple blobs and a blob of blob. Hooray for Krauts!
I, Wacky Milky-Tongue, was carried by Captain Puddin' Wath to hear the latest Gnarls Barkley single.
By the time the song ended, it was 8 hours later and the Uranians were picking Uranian craps off of me. Being in a completely oxymoronic state, I, Wacky Milky-Tongue hung my jacket on a bush only to be attacked by the latest scurvy man. We were destined to be friends in foreshadowland.
"Are ya mushin' wit dah bushin'?" quervied the loven Scurvy. He knew the business was not of his when I, Wacky Milky-Tongue blorshed my heart bones with the chortlins. "Youse and dah berries" fractured the Scurvy man, "It wears me out, ya know. Livin' wit dah broken polystyrene man. It wears me out."
And then Captain Puddin' Wath said "Time for the cliff-hangins! I have a sister!"
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