Oh! What a Microsoft feeling! After finding a bad mint someone dropped on my pillow, I followed the pictograms to the nearest Taco Bell, ate a whole square watermelon and swallowed a shoe seed! [I think the watermelon was full of Nike vodka…or a delta variant of Corona.] Crashing my talking car (with no clear name), I lost my mind in a haystack. I think I broke my internet. When I woke up, I was karaoke in paper birds and forty-seven wood chips. [Yes. I counted the latter and found plenty of prefectures.] On the Visa-Subway ride home, I ran into a slew of famous faces who told me it was impossible to imagine all of the people. Do you think that’s true? Well, I’m out of time. I cannot wait to see what happens next. I’ll see YOU, tomorrow. Bonsai!
Sincerely,
Junk Sleep
P.S. You’ve gotta try the nacho fries. The giant alien monsters highly recommend them.
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