When some random guy walks up to you & tells you about the time he went on a quest to figure out how to become purple & eat grammar so he started driving a bowl down Route 66 & then he looked around Tatacoa & ate Heywood Yapinchme for dinner tomorrow morning & the day before that he was flying through the Sonoran Rainforest & a Joshua tree gave his boat a flat tire but fortunately he had blue in his pockets because ice cream doesn’t have bones but this time ice cream does have bones because it got bones even though it never had bones does not have bones & never will have bones so due to this he exploded into a thousand bits & he got sewn back together wrong & then while telling you this he levitates 16.356379 inches into the air & goes on a 15-minute tangent about his unprompted Metalocalypse reference & then he returns to his story but starts back at the Sonoran Rainforest part & then by the time the tangent comes he forgot & so all this just keeps going on forever; bottom text
