there is this fellow and his brother whipping up the circulation. it is a Tuesday afternoon. they are just beginning to see when suddenly the fellow turns to his brother "let's go to the maw!" "indeed let's sally!" "don't call me sally!" onward forth their journey through the lands of fire and snow. upwards the slope of misty mountains they wend lo! Horrors infinite "how it is my brother? says the fellow to his brother he stares into the abysmal trench the miasmal vapours disintegrating his meningeal layers "shall we proceed?" says the fellow again but the warm air grew closer and pitch night surrounded them "i thought you said we were going to the mall!"
