you, me, grassland.
what are we having for dinner?
bloatroot, of course!
uh oh! there was a roofie inside of our grassland bloatroot!
we black out and wake up in a cave.
we're surrounded by impalers.
horny impalers.
you know what that means!
impaler orgy!
the stench draws in a cyklops.
what are we gonna do?
we're gonna fight it!
bear-like fight, bear-like handed, bear-like NAKED?
not saying the next part
we befriend the cyklops after we beat it in a brawl, then we ride it into a chuck e cheese.
dance dance revolution.
revolution?
overthrow the celestial emperors?
uh, i think so!
next thing you know, i'm re-incarnated as jesus christ.
then i turn into a jet, fly into the sun, black out again, do a bump, white out, which i didn't know you could do.
then i smoked a joint, GREENED out,
then i turned into the sun,
uh oh! looks like the meth is kicking in!