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I got into my space exploration vehicle. (I got into my car) I took off, and traveled on the intergallactic freeway. (I drove down the street) I was going to the lost planet. (I was off to the drug store) I took a few lefts at the asteroid belts. (I turned) I arrived at the lost planet, and landed safely. (I parked) The automatic entry opened. (You know, those automatic doors) The communication devices were greeting me. (TV in drug stores) I was searching for the mysterioous red and white cannister. (I was there to buy a Budweiser) I found it in the back, in a cold place, by the waffle demons. (It was in the cooler by the ice cream cones) I took it to the being, and we exchanged paper and metal. (I paid) I left, and got back into my spaceship. (I got into the car) I flew at light speed and altered my route to avoid the aliens who were also flying. (I drove at the speed limit, and turned at the stop signs) I arrived safely at my space station. (I got home) Thus has been another of the continuing adventures of Michigan Kongsaeng, the great Nothing.
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 12:59 PM UTC
An Adventure With Michigan Kongsaeng
I got into my space exploration vehicle. (I got into my car) I took off, and traveled on the intergallactic freeway. (I drove down the street) I was going to the lost planet. (I was off to the drug store) I took a few lefts at the asteroid belts. (I turned) I arrived at the lost planet, and landed safely. (I parked) The automatic entry opened. (You know, those automatic doors) The communication devices were greeting me. (TV in drug stores) I was searching for the mysterioous red and white cannister. (I was there to buy a Budweiser) I found it in the back, in a cold place, by the waffle demons. (It was in the cooler by the ice cream cones) I took it to the being, and we exchanged paper and metal. (I paid) I left, and got back into my spaceship. (I got into the car) I flew at light speed and altered my route to avoid the aliens who were also flying. (I drove at the speed limit, and turned at the stop signs) I arrived safely at my space station. (I got home) Thus has been another of the continuing adventures of Michigan Kongsaeng, the great Nothing.
kongsaeng-chris-everson
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 12:59 PM UTC
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