Her twenty-seventh cousin, eight point three times removed, has a boyfriend who is is a three-thousand-kilometer-long coecalanth fish floating in a random patch of propane and barbecue sauce out beyond the Andromeda galaxy, who survived being sunk in an ocean of purple radio for longer than any other member of the Orion Sunplay-Neverword 9432 Club. This club was once disbanded forcibly by a paper army, and reformed in the walk-in wardrobe of a Great Old One where the inhabitants identified spies based on whether or not they opened doors and picked up socks with their toes. Unfortunately, before the Club could hoisted over the shoulder of a troll and used as a club, the concept of a sunset exploded and threw that fading twilight vermilion over everyone. Physicists attributed the cause to the misapplication of quaslkaviso-arcnexleciadyane-1,2,hxak,48, which was used on bad dubstep and colour-flooding because it was ordained by The Master of Surrealism, Mezzanotte.
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