Why Am I What Is This Where Am I Who Are You

Kangaroo Jack met Lumberjack Carl, and off into the woods they went. *SUGGESTIVENESS* But instead of doing that dirty dirty thing you all think is going on in this story, they actually didn't exist long before this story begun.

Hey there, I'm *DOCTOR* Vincent Crowe, and I am here to show you the wonderful world of disintergitnivecognitive state. I wrote a book. The book is unrelated, and probably has nothing to do with this particular thing.

What I have managed to do is create the least funny thread on SB. We will use the waste materials of this thread as a submerged vehicular device of sorts to contact the Martians under the sea, from Georgia.

Ribbly Flabbly Goo!

Epiphany.

He shall he will big bob bang bang muscovite Joe.

With chocolate sprinkles the lambs have hurried to thque les mén whoone weeyin loosed nofferan nap lusef gurrendelaand then he started to type English rather than Zackerian again....

Fin