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There is a place, a strange place, in which everything is exactly as it seems. Of course, it seems a bit out of wack, and that is why it is exactly as it seems.... Because you see, things out of wack, are naturally normal on the Island of Pixie Logic.

On the Island of pixie logic, being a morning person does not mean you wake up early everyday and act chipper. It means when you FINALLY wake up, you are in a good mood.... after a shower and a big cup of coffie or soda. You see, it is morning when you wake up, not when it isnt noon yet.

On the Island of Pixie logic, Gremlins DO exist, and they really are as smart as I, the Queen of Pixie Island, say they are. So the story I tell you below is absolutly true, and absolutly cannot have been made up, because I am the queen, and a Queen NEVER lies.

Once upon a time, on the Island of Pixie Logic, the capitol of the Island was called "The Land of Later." It was called this because the Pixie Queen had read a story of the Land of Later when she was a child, and loved the town in the story so much, she re-named her capitol town when she because the queen.

As all things on Pixie Logic Island, it was exactly as it seemed. In the town of Later, everyone put off doing things until it could no longer be put off. One of the "everyones" in the town of Later was very good at putting things off until it was practically too late. She grew up doing her homework while being driven to school that morning, she did her chores after dark when she could not see well to weed the garden or clean up the furry pets poo. She got so good at it in fact, that even the other "everyones" who lived in the land of later came to expect her to ALWAYS be late for dinner, late for shows and late to visit.

There was a game in the town of Later that all the everyones had to play. the game was free, and it was fun and all the everyones started to play. But this single "everyone"... she waited... and waited and waited, until all the everyones she knew around her finally made her sit down and sign up for the game. She played for as while, then canceled her account. Then later, when she could no longer stand being unable to play the addicting game, she came back, and played again. But in a fit of boredom, she canceled it yet again.

All the everyones around her sighed with frustration and threw their hands up in dispair at ever seeing that single everyone playing the addictive game again..... And whenever the everyones asked her

"when will you open a Cantr account again?"

She would reply....

"Oh, surely I shall, but maybe I will do it later."

Then one day, a little later then normal, when the single Everyone woke from her afternoon nap, the gremlins were surrounding her on her bed and chanting at her "Join Cantr join cantr join cantr!"

When the single everyone replied, that she would later... the chanting got louder, and louder until it began to drown out all thoughts of all the everyones in the town of Later....

And so, having finally desided that it was actually the later that she had told everyone... the single little everyone went to the web site and stared for a while at the sign in page....

The chanting grew softer. And yet she sat, looking at the screen and thinking... I am getting ready to move. I should do this later.

The chanting grew louder.

I am tired right now, perhaps I should watch a movie first and come back later to join this game.

That chanting grew louder still.... The whole of the Island of Pixie Logic throbbed and hummed with the gremlin chant.


to be continued...... A little later.

Tha Pixie Queen of the Island of Pixie Logic.

Dun dun duuuun.

Welcome back.

*mischievous grin*

Hmmmm.


Let me tell you a story about this guy who lived in a land called The Sovreign Feudal State of the Southside. It was a feudalist land ruled by a loose collection of wealth holders and warlords, with a lose monarchy.

Once upon a time, the man lived in a place called The Great Princedom of Ledbury and Banf, under Prince Big Ali.

And so, he was living there, and one day he decided to hop on the bus. And so he waited at the bus station beside the flight of concrete stairs.

Now, living in the great princedom, the man made some aquintances who did not perticularly like him, and by chance, one of those noticed him standing beside the stairs, and decided that that time was as good a time as any to interfere in the man's proceedings. And so, uttering the ancient and holy phrase "Get off my turf, mofo." gave the man a great shove, sending him falling down the flight of stairs, where he fell in someone else's blood, and it was very painfull and disgusting.


Welcome back.

Welcome back

And silence decended as at long last....

Later became now and the one little everyone did what the gremlins told her to do. So everything remained as it seems in the town oflater... but even later, occationally must become the now and the now becomes the already happened.

So this story, has already happened it would seem. and everyone in the land of later was happy for the single everyone who become part of the everybody again.

*feels an inexplicable desire to do a little dance*

random pixie logic land factoid:

please clear your mind of all you know... or think you know, sit back relax and ponder this tid bit of information.

80% of the worlds population believes that gremlins, fairies, angels dragons goblin ghouls ghosts etc.... Exist.

so if you believe in ghosts goblins, fairies, pixies, gremlins, leprechauns, ghouls, zombies, vampires, gods, goddesses, drasgons and assorted other thing-a-ma-bobs..... does that make you a sheep?

pixie

Nope, just dumb