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In an inter-galactic ice cream van he arrived and whizzed me away to countless nether-space lands - through a universe of broken jigsaw pieces, where rich diamanté flowers grew in shape-shifting sands. He took me up the scarlet mountains of the cotton candy clouds - we both stood upon the smouldering brink of Hell and gazed upon the ****** souls and tortuous shrouds. He shown me light wherein it seemed only eternal darkness prevailed, he cracked the Astro-Riddler's code, and what the aliens contempt language entailed, with blistering fury he spat in the pitiless face of greed - with an almighty FLASH! And a rip-roaring DASH! He travelled back to when God first planted mankind's seed. He witnessed the future of the human race fall horrifically out of place as the cunning serpent tempted Eve; once he even stood before his coming demise just to witness what the dead perceive. O' those star-studded journeys were amazing infinite wonders and simple love he exhaled, but the most important thing he ever shown me, was to never give up no matter how often I failed.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
The Inter-Galactic Ice-Cream Van Man's Guide To The Galaxy
In an inter-galactic ice cream van he arrived and whizzed me away to countless nether-space lands - through a universe of broken jigsaw pieces, where rich diamanté flowers grew in shape-shifting sands. He took me up the scarlet mountains of the cotton candy clouds - we both stood upon the smouldering brink of Hell and gazed upon the ****** souls and tortuous shrouds. He shown me light wherein it seemed only eternal darkness prevailed, he cracked the Astro-Riddler's code, and what the aliens contempt language entailed, with blistering fury he spat in the pitiless face of greed - with an almighty FLASH! And a rip-roaring DASH! He travelled back to when God first planted mankind's seed. He witnessed the future of the human race fall horrifically out of place as the cunning serpent tempted Eve; once he even stood before his coming demise just to witness what the dead perceive. O' those star-studded journeys were amazing infinite wonders and simple love he exhaled, but the most important thing he ever shown me, was to never give up no matter how often I failed.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
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