Dear person, or (possibly)AI;
Close your eyes and relax, let your worries disappear. Count sheep until they become real, or stare at random faces until they become less horrifying.
You may now now look forward to warm sunlight and a delicious breakfast.
Hmmmmm, donuts. Really, donuts? You get fat if you eat standing up. What? Oh, I didn’t say anything. I thought you said something, it just sounded like mumbling. Umm, is that guy mumbling to himself, or me? Walks into Walgreens, “Where do yall keep the beer?” Hmphmphmp heheheh. demon with orange eyes and sharp teeth: Muahahahaha KAIO KEN!!! FACE ATTACK .—. !!! Oh no it’s so hideaous, it’s head is bigger than it’s body! It’s exploding into space! Wait, is that a giant space joint? Lets ride it! Lands in ocean, ocean dries up NOSE ATTACK .‘’’.!!! How many beans have you got? Ick, he slimed me. Run Betsy! It’s the Giant Chicken Stuck to the Pan! Giant walking turds + wave of sewage “The last march of the Ents” epic music Lorde appears; “We’ll never be royals, royals” Tall zombie Bratz dolls appear “Everyday when you’re walking down the street, everybody that you meet, is being eaten by zombie Bratz dolls.” Eye opens “The chaos of this world will follow me.”
Whoa, hey easy tere fella.
Ahm sorry about tat. You were avin a weird dream, but don’t worreh, it’s all ogre now.
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