Yah, so, then I went down to the river outside my bedroom window and the water tasted just like Purple. And I could hear all the blue in the Grass just screaming to be free. It Sounded just like lilac blossoms. But the wind carried me away and my feet got stuck in a waterwheel. I was breathing the Wood, but it turned fowl and tried to bite me, so i leaped off and Landed on the softest stone ever. It tasted like a pillow. And all Around me the harpists were singing without making a sound.
I really don't know what you're talking about CG. Nobody reads like they're on drugs to me. *blink*