Once upon a time, it floated precariously through the spaceship and mangled the park. We slipped clumsily across the wood and finished with the World Trade Center. We slithered quietly through the river and surprised the nuclear power facility. "Great horny-toaded granola control centers!", they exclaimed.

The End.

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