Comm ID: Brakelatabasaasta
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I report to the croutons, correct? If so, send more cotton.
I followed the Winky-man around today. It started in New York, where that guy who I said was hauling passengers to Planet Elsewhere-I-Really-Don't-Know. I followed him up to Colorado, and told him how much I loved him. His replies were full of that sticky kind of love that gets in your fingernails, but it was love nonetheless.
He took me on a scenic route to a Xenos Rock-House, where he docked and I waited outside. He came out, and I asked if he would take me to get ice cream. He replied with "You're gonna follow me all the way to New Berlin, aren't you?" and I replied with a "Mmmyes!"
He took me through a swirly red-blue light-hole, and then we were in a dark cloud that smelled icky. He docked at another nearby Xenos Rock-House. I waited. I asked if the Xenos wanted to be my special friends, but they shot me. A lot. It's okay, they're still special. Winky-man emerged from the rock and we continued. He flew ahead of me, because the Xenos kept pulling me back for more hugs.
I eventually caught up at that place that we were at, and docked for repairs. The smelly-icky clouds were full of termites, it seemed! Nasty, metal-eating termites who have fuzzy ears on their heads! I had fire coming from my navel by the time I arrived-- the termites were fierce, but I fought them off with my trusty cardboard telephone! I undocked, and I continued on my journey with Winkman.
He took us back to Colorado via the Shiny Magic Metal Claw, and we headed to the big dirt-lump. He docked there again, and I waited again. He came out, and we flew to the Shiny Magic Metal Claw that took us to New York. Some Rogues stopped us along the way to make some polite small-talk, but Winkers was not interested! No sir! He showed them some fireworks, and in a completely unrelated event, the Rogues exploded. It was funny.
We went back to New York, and proceeded via Whoosh-Ring toward the Texan Shiny Magic Metal Claw. We stopped off at the Libery-Bigboat, where Winkers noticed that he had forgotten his cargo. He had to buy more thingamabobs to bring to New Thingamabobland and we went down to Texas.
Once there, we stopped, because some Rogues and Policemen were playing tag. Winkerson and I joined the game. I mistakenly shot Winkler once, and next thing I know, there was a bright green flash and BOOM! I woke up on Manhattan in my usual dumpster.
I don't know what happened, but I think it was the Intergalactic Teddy-Bear Robert that came and used his eyebeams to turn us all into fish! Luckily, I bought my fish-immunity kit years ago, so I was spared. I hope that Winky did, too. I can only speculate what might have happened to him if he were a trout in space... 'tis sad indeed.
That wraps up my day. I'll report back to me the next time I do something with that mayonnaise. It's been in the fridge for, oh, five years now? I'm going to make a sammich!