I shall type a random post, and unleash my subconscious thoughts. Well, maybe I'll restrain a little.

Time really goes past like humans eat giraffes. As we all know, replications of humanoids have caused great pains in the cleaning of bathrooms. Generally speaking, things tend not to work in a way, so as a minimise the amount of available green. Mushrooms like the dark; there's no doubt about it. Hunger drives the gastric faculty so peacefully, that no other faculty may compare. Indeed, as free Kois become more readily available, generators will jump around with quibbles in their tiny little carbon brushes. Extraordinarily outrageous, you may say, and I am completely prepared for that. You see, as more dreams get conjured by the proletarian masses, the great pyramid shall reign once again.