There once was an old town with a wicked, old mad reef. His name was Dr. Aquaticazza who loved to frag dead coral and nibble them quietly while watching the eating nudi branch. One day Dr. Aquaticazza drank some skimmate and vomited until his wife came home from work, then he said, "sweetie, could you make me a toe nail sandwich?". And she said "make your own", then he screamed at his fish. The fish began to dance sexy as he stared at them. Then he heard a splash! It was commotion in the back of the reef tank bathtub, where he kept his experimental collection of swimming cheese, whisker melt mushrooms and frag plugs! He jumped from the top of the wicker table and ran toward his safe room where he started eating cans of big, live copepods when he realized they were actually very gross glowing, yellow toxic slime from under the nail of his tiny third leg. Angrily, his wife screamed out loud, "I'm gonna kick this soccer ball right at your big, fat, jiggly gelatin sculpture of old George Bush!" then he danced the night away. In the morning he made coffee using skimmate water and ate nori sandwiches. Once dressed he stood up and realized that he stepped into another dimension, where big giant turtles ate animal crackers wearing big hats, doing jumping jacks and spinning on toad stool mushrooms that suddenly came to a stop. Frustrated, he suddenly started to sing the songs of Barbara Steisand's greatest, with a banjo and a dancing monkey named Mr. Fragloogal. The monkey stopped dancing and threw his banjo in a rage, into the crowd of pink bunnies who ate it. Then turned their attention to the Head Master of Cyano Land and started to gather magic bio pellets, which he put in a mythical urn. Then he burped the alphabet backwards while knitting three fuzzy mittens. Then he realized that he needed a fourth for his ice cold green slimey stuff. As he filled his swimming pool with onion rings and ranch dressing, realizing that he had forgotten his underwear that morning, Dr. Aquazzica compromised and screamed "the goby stole my drink! Now I can't feel my face! Oh my oreos, who took then?!?". Knowing he was alone and without his trusty sidekick Dr. Aquazzica, he felt alone and abandoned so, without further instructions, he decided to make a swing for his new, little, itty bitty, tiny pink dotted stars; Now they're many, but once were few. They enjoy long walks on corals they eat. Except for zoanthids, they eat everything, until they found his broken heart lying on the bottom of the mermaids clam shell. He was quickly awakened by a belching turtle named Fred, who then ate his favorite piece of coral, yellow fluffy unicorn kind of pie. Then from nowhere, unbeknown to anyone, a giant lobster sat on a very large and purple platypus making a sandwich. Out of nowhere, a giant octopus carrying a ladder said to him, "who do you want to be when you grow up?" he replied, "I want to be the best chainsaw juggler in Tijuana street performers club of rockstars, but I'm scared that my arm m might get tired. Use my hand until it gets completely cut in, but we can try again because if you don't try, you'll always win the lottery!". And after you've spent the winnings you will see much sadness. Alas, money doesn't buy the things that make you happy. But it can make you lose your mind and cause you to hit your head against a wall and then against large money piles, that's when you truly understand the meaning of trust and importance of a nice reed tank instead of a swimming pond with alligators and dive with whales in your own personal ocean located in your backyard. However, your neighbors might get excited if the surf is crashing right in to the beautiful birdbath that they had made from their bare hands using paper mache. With stainless steel they will build the most majestic warm pile of crap that ever stank the tank. You and your best friend will help all the little sea creatures find their mommies and daddies to eat them. Cannibalism is how people get full when there is nothing else to put in your George Foreman Rotisserie. Meanwhile, back at a sand castle, the llamas had spit all over the King and a greta movie that was playing at the theater, abruptly came to an end because a winter storm during the summer knocked out power to all the homeless people's tv and ingloos in the Northpole started to melt and drip and fill voids of the hearts of all the polar bears who never knew they were so blessed to have so much water! But, without a bulkhead properly installed they would eventually create negative pressure, causing a rupture in the space-time continuum, setting off a chain of events never before experienced by anyone. Until one day when Dr. Aquaticazza realized he had previously, this type of experience. In fact, when he was just a wee little lad, he and his father met themselves in a Dagobah cave made of blarney. They started rubbing their big ole light sabers together, "shing, shing, shing" is the sound they make as they fight theirselves in alternate universes trying to escape the tyranny of the wicked anemone queen who is trying. Lights camera action, but lights exploded, circuit breakers popped, alarm sirens blaring as he ran from the cops, afraid they would catch him and falsely accuse him with possession of mushrooms and algae. It turned out he could only run for his life when he was caught hi-tailing it out red handed with Utter Chaos Zoanthids missing from the tank of Revsgirl. To get revenge, she started a three word story-game that evolved into the biggest, baddest compilation of words ever know to the human race and R2R members, which aren't human?!? But regardless the best thing to do in this situation is to only stay calm, and call the hogs!!! But make sure to tell someone that Joe Dirt is back to his old antics! Unbeknownst to everyone, his stylish mullet was pure gold with pink bows and frilly ribbons has gone to Alabama for vactation, and loved seeing all his relatives dancing to the music that was performed by pigeons, carrying a message. Please don't hit the wrong key or we will be lost forever. After their party back at the ranch, a fight started between the Earps and the Clantons. They thought they had each others backs, but boy it turned ugly and they began to Jello wrestle in a big, giant cesspool, surrounded by monster sized, man eating copepods. Knowing they had to immediately get away from the three eyed goober, they darted off into the night. You could hear a big bang