Upon the vibrant hills of Pons—a giant, clumsy dame with celery socks—the mighty Zombieunicornis pranced, teaching her groovy moves.
Brave Emileh juggled glowing pancakes for the clan, while Toonlass drew neon doors right onto Pons's knees.
They tangoed through upside-down terrain until the giantess giggled. Now they all toast to friendships grand, sharing milkshakes in the plastic sand.
I turn polar bears white and I will make you cry. I make guys have to pee and girls comb their hair. I make celebrities look stupid and normal people look like celebrities. I turn pancakes brown and make your champagne bubble. If you squeeze me, I'll pop. If you look at me, you'll pop.
A riddle, a riddle, a rot, tot, tot,I met a man with a red, red coat,A staff in his hand and a stone in his throat.Come, tell me my riddle and I’ll give you a groat.
Quiet people always know more than they seem. Although very normal, their inner world is by default fronted mysterious and therefore assumed weird. Never underestimate the social awareness and sense of reality in a quiet person; they are some of the most observant, absorbent persons of all.


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