I have an idea.

This is no ordinary idea. This one has balloons, and monkeys, and shrimp, a codpiece, some butter tarts, a unicorn, and some morally questionable punctuation marks.

There are also some pies, but I’ve left those in the back room for the moment, because their time has not yet arrived. I had to separate the cherry from the lemon cream because they just don’t get along. Words were said, feelings hurt, better just to keep them separated for now.

Anyway, I have this idea. It’ll make you think, it’ll make you dream, it’ll put a spring in your step and it’ll make the Pterodactyls think twice about being extinct, it really will.

When this idea gets out, snowmen will be much less abominable, sloths will grow a fourth toe, Great White sharks will go from being great to being awesome, surfers will finally be able to hang eleven, and amps will go up to twelve.

This is the idea of the century! Of the millenia! Of the – wait. Has the perpetual donut machine been invented yet? It hasn’t? Never mind.