im not insane its you, im normal
“I could spend my whole life prying loose the secrets of the insane. Instead I buy antique tanks and drive them through peoples' gardens.”
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand a big fat chip standing high above the city citing huge oil of guttering words in a Roman Ford Capri smelling suspiciously of bananas and watering hanging baskets daily whilst kneeling at the feet of its creator, the great Brian Lara.
Shoe trees. Funkadelic headphone monsters. No gargling pancake shall ever get me! Hahaa- aagh! My, my nose sure is tasty! Meee is happy!!! Once the fnurdles eeble the shoe tree sonk, sjink shall I bee. Heehee!
For the tenteeth McGarble on the M5 motorway of Sydney! It's all falling down.
Down, ya hear me!
No, good sir, all I hear is FLYING SICKEDELEC TOMATOES FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE. Bold text