Jul 12, 2006 22:28
It appears that in the confusion caused by the flaming chair's attempt to eat me, I misplaced my sanity. Should questions arise as to the validity of my deduction, I merely refer the one asking to a review of the statement which caused the inquiry to originate in the first place.
I distinctly recall a time when chairs, flaming or otherwise, did not suddenly acquire life and the hunger for human flesh.
To compound matters, I have inexplicably found myself in a bizarre world called Vague Ass. It is a world of multi-colored lights and ill-matching architecture. The denizens clothe themselves in a nauseating mixture of sequins and feathers, the purpose of which continues to elude me.
Either such a hideous world truly does exist, or this is a product of the flaming chair hallucination.
At least, I hope that it was a hallucination. If it was not, the world has gone to a hell far worse than I had originally suspected.