Handheld hostage, bend my elbow such that I get a vivid specific sense of how my elbows are different from one another------it's like I'm made of old stagnant billowing ELBOWS, or maybe my grandpa's made of sugar! Huh! How about that idea, eh?
Rigidhead10324, 38, 37, 36, crossing below 27 47s he aimed his 387 at a 409, beckoning a 38-style axle into his thoughts, encouraged by his ancient dying grandmother, he crowed awkwardly angrily at her but wiggled his tail clean off.
Marginalized 42, baffled under Magnetic 41, boxed and sealed in a giant concrete area surrounded by the backs of tall ambiguous grey buildings and huge white trucks unloading boxes sealed with industrial tape and 39'd right outta there!
Now it's all about Rick, who is a professional boxer ❒ and has been (bin) 4 47,000 years ! ! !
Mills are where we go when milling needs to happen. Fair 'n' square.
Back to Rick. He has hair and an overwhelming face complete with huge mustache and dead eyes surrounded by fake flowers and rotated to allow 4 more handles to be attached----Rick hired a crew to maintain his face; a crew of one thousand human beings, three hand-pigs (pigs w/ hands), and the world's biggest (& probably stupidest) onion. The onion only performed psychological services, mostly for the crew to boost morale, occasionally to influence an intricately specific facial maneuver, of which Rick possessed approximately infinity. His other important trait was that he could be milked like a mother, a trait on which he capitalized heavily as a second source of income. "Mother Rick" sold his milk constantly, and he seemed to be able to generate infinite amounts of it while making trillions of the most minutely detailed facial expressions anyone had ever been exposed to, in such quick succession that the significance of each one was only made clear to spectators long enough to be registered unconsciously. Of course, after viewing them in succession for long enough they begin to form a larger image (infinitely larger, in fact) that forces itself into the conscious mind, often causing explosive--sometimes fatal--"Aha!" moments in people choosing to spend more than 20 minutes viewing Rick while he "performs". His audiences have been known to get super heavily giant like 2 billion humans, 8 pigs, 99 donkeys, 8 hand-fetuses (99,999 regular fetuses), and a larger copy of Rick that moves with him in total synchrony. This is his "brother," Rick2. Usually Rick performs for days @ a time and the pigs react to his shows by speed-breeding into about 50,000 fully grown pigs. Great scene for pigs, not so for humans… Usually about three people are left alive at the end of a Rick show, the rest killed by explosive reactions to Rick. Sometimes they TV-broadcast it and it almost destroys the whole world of humans! At least the dumb ones who haven't observed the death pattern. See, you just have to limit your viewing to 20 minute portions!
Done.
