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This evening I've mostly danced my feets off to this song, saw flying remote controlled robotic jellyfish, been sang to by sock puppets, and stood under a ticker tape canon, as well as listened to a song with the line "the sun is a mass of incandescent gas" being sung in the style of a pirate vs. James Mason. Plus my red shoes have dyed my feet pink. I'm off my tits on happiness.