My Cauliflower shaped tuxedo of bunyans

Yesterday when I was walking to work I sat beneath a marmelade tree. I was tired so I cracked open a bottle of cotton, using a nearby squirrel as a bottle opener. I couldn't help but think of how the world had changed since the last revolution. Newspapers walked around and talked like they owned the place. There was one flagging down a taxi right in front of me. A feathered pillow. I didn't move because I was so comfortable laying on my raft made of feelings and ceran wrap. This ocean is salty. The ocean made of ear wax had enormous waves that made me think of opera and apples. I jumped off my raft and landed on a dinosaur. He was crying. I noticed that when he cried he turned into a ladybug for just a brief second, and then back to a dinosaur again. Donald, I naturally called him, why are you so happy? Because I can never be a leaf that people read he said. I couldn't believe how angry he was. So, without even bothering to answer him I took my dog of grid paper and flew to the desert where I knew I could get some peace and quiet. When I arrived I layed out and cracked open another bottle of cassette tapes and ate it down. Boy I can't wait until I am a pirate. How nice it would be to use magic and spell words. The fat man curses. A bug crawled on my eye as I lay there so I ate it. I have become tired of eating with my mouth so now I eat with my eyes. As I continued to walk I saw