Some say the pen is mightyer than the sward. I prefer to use my fist when my pint is spilt. But let me take you now into a town of vanilla marangue frosting, where letters and numbers actually mean something and english teachers are slain and gutted. Where the slug and glow worm speak as one. Where "logic" is a disease and "gibberish" a gift.
JUST FOLLOW MEEEE.......
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