Never Ending Story

for good reason

because pickles are

used for something

2000th post. woot.

useless in projection

of tiny huge

silly geese into

atleast five barrels

and then they

rolled them through

thirteen rings of fire

that invade my dreams

:panda:E1KO:panda:

when I don’t

ride my unicycle

like my dad

who is actually

my dead grandfather

genetically combined with

a live weasol

and my Left handed Piccalo

furnished with smelly