"No Can Do Wierd DisImBowled Voice, I Still Have Five Days Left On My HolIDay, WastIng It ReadIng The FourTeen PagEs Of Plot Would Just Be StuPid."
Jack hears the doorbell ring and moves form his seat to the hotel room door, which he open to find his butler. "Your Lampshade as requested Sir." "Ah, Thank You AlBert, Just Hang It AnYWhere."
However, The rubber chicken is magical, tearing a rift in space and time, which resets the universe. From the bubble created by the chicken, I watch a new universe be born.
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