NEVERENDING NOVEL GAME

only to dream of ungelating clouds like rolling hills of undulating ecstacy in a global frock crisis and realised too late that i should never have had the collagen breast augmentation from cadavers not certified bovine spongiform encephalopathy free

<nice i like your way of thinking> free? yes free of all reasoning, for i have climbed that mountain of liposuctioned human fat from the beautiful naked,stiffend bodies of the dead, only to awaken stiff with antisipation and joy that it was only a dream. then as if i were hit by a billion tiny flaming nanotubes, i looked out my window to see.......

and for once became aware it had been a dream all along