way back when i just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs of the corner of the basement in a house half a block down the streets from jerrys bait shop, you know the place. welll back and everything was swell and everything was JUUST, PEACHY! except of course the most undeniable fact in every single morning, my mother would make me a big ol bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast, DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW BIG BOWL OF SAUERKRAUT. EVERY SINGLE MORNING! it was driving me crazy and i said hey mom whats with all of the sauerkraut. and my dearsweet mother she just looked at me like how an cow looks at an uncoming train and she leaned right down next to me and she said IIIITS GOOOOOD FOOOR YOOU and she tied me to the walls and a funnel in my mouth and force fed me sauerkraut until i was 26/5 years old that was more than someday, i would get out of the basement and travel to a faraway place WHERE THE SUNS ARE ALWAYS SHINING AND THE AIR SMELLS LIKE WARM ROOT BEER AND THE TOWELS ARE ALSO FLUFFY
