Hello!
This Wednesday Octover 3. The Day of the Wednes. Wens. Wensday.
My name, as you know, is spelled like it sounds: C-H-R-L-S. Vowels, they are mythological. Like pneumonia. Like a unicorn horn.
The unicorn horn, it was actually a tusk of a narwhal. Narwhal. It means "corpse whale" in the great language called Norse.
Norse, what it is is a horse that lives in the north. Like north as in Kansas, as in Venezula, as in a rampart. A donut-paraguay. Parkay. The butter.
And so, with the greatest excitement bursting forth from my self, like a dragon busting a claw through a piece of romaine lettuce, you know it. You know it:
Jello pudding.
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2 comments:
Wow that was like reading James Joyce...I don't really know what's going on but it's sort of exciting!
I like how October is spelled with a "v". I don't know if it was an accident or not, but it's cool.
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