I see dead people.
Oh wait no... Im wrong... they are alive. Just moving real slow. Speaking of slow...I friggen hate the trail... it's sooooooooooooooo.... so.... errrrrrr hmmmmmm wait.. what was I talking about? Ohhh yeah. Dead people. Did you know the moment we are born... we start dying. Scary.. isnt it?
I like pink.
What a lovely.. vibrant color. So bright.. so lively. No.... errrr wait.. I dont like pink. Infact.. I hate pink ! Yes ! I really hate it ! uhmmmm then why do I have a bright pink wagon? Black... mmmmhmmm black is my favorite color. Isnt it?
Wily isnt my son.
This child cant be mine... can He? I mean He looks like me... talks like me... act's like me.... but I think someone switched Him for a duplicate when I wasnt looking. Or put some kind giant pod in His wagon while He slept and... and... sucked all the rational thoughts from His head. Ohhhhh Skies... what if Im next.... what if these giant pods are hidden in a one of the wagons that travel with us... and were are all being replaced... one by one? What if they got the outer wagon's already.... and now they are moving on to the First wagons? Ohhhh my good Skies !!! They got Shi already !!! That's what is wrong with Him !!!! I have to warn people.... I have to tell them.....
:::jumps from the wagon... hopping on Alpha and rides up and down the line of wagons... hollaring::: Your next !!!! Your next !!!!
"Well you left me anyhow And then the days got worse and worse And now you see I've gone Completely out of my mind And they're coming to take me away ha haaa They're coming to take me away ha haaa ho ho hee hee To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time And I'll be happy to see those nice young men In their clean white coats And they're coming to take me away To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes And they're coming to take me away ha haaa "
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