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I was shaking hands with robot as time shifted on a string. Mescaline was being intravenously fed into my veins. I sprung from a barrel to shock the troop of clowns passing by (they sh** their pants). Wings grew from my head. It flew away never to be seen again, I watched it all from the periscope. I landed an airplane on the moon when gravity broke. I went to the Pyramids of Geza and I prayed that the aliens would return, they didn't. I was stumbling through the woods because a weasal popped out of a log and bit my ankle. 

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