Somewhere deep in the woods where the river takes a bend, magic was brewing that was about to change the world.
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Somewhere deep in the woods where the river takes a bend, magic was brewing that was about to change the world.
OPs instance is de-federated from mine, so I don't think they will see this comment or any reply.
A frog with small blue wings kicked its way out of the rushing water and briefly stretched its anomalous appendages.
As it looked around it realized its been much longer than it thought since it last existed on this plane or reality.
I also think you weren't shown my earlier comment. You also might not see this.
That was just Lemmy/browser being dumb with refresh.
There once was a man from Nanjing.
Man, oddly named Stanley, came to a set of two open doors.
Attempting to walk through the door on the right, Stanley bounced off some sort of barrier that knocked him back.
This is awkward said Stanley, I wonder what's behind door number 2 or should I turn back?
Curiosity got the better of him, and as he found a way to look inside, at the very end of the room was an artifact.
Moving closer it appeared to be a pair of white boxer shorts with love hearts emblazoned on them.
It was, however, a talisman, called the Crutch Talisman, taking on a disguise, but which had an incredible power, being that touching it would grant the toucher a superpower depending on whatever medical conditions they already possessed, with each medical condition promising someone a different superpower should they touch the Crutch Talisman.
Sadly, Stanley wears briefs, so he did not pick them up.
I wish I had some briefs Stanley thought to himself it's getting a little nippy standing here in my birthday suit.
There was a cow, and I'm not talking about an ordinary moo-moo come suckle my udders and you can have some milk-cow, but an ornery, mean spirited, punk rocking and pure evil sexual deviant type cow.