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the fire leaped and l!cked, lapping up our pink and happy flesh

dogs chirped like monkeys and ate each other’s heads

satan slinked down the runway in a s-ssy blue gown made entirely of rotten fruit

minivans circled the sky, sending messages below the earth to the lasagna king

a flying carpet farted on the prostrate pilgrims, who were eternally grateful

a giant t-st-cl- rolled over a waffle house, k!lling several clowns

telephone poles hopped around like pogo sticks, and jimmy helped himself to another serving of yams

a small child with a submachine gun led the faithful in a rousing rendition of “moses, you is my woman now.”

many of my internal organs jumped out of my mouth and danced a jig of grat-tude to this marvelous city for entertaining me so robustly

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