Mark landed "what where am I?" Mark was at a family reunion. "Ah thanks,"
"Who are you talking to?" Asked the mother "Are you going crazy on me?"
Confused Mark asked "Who are you?" back at her
"Why your mother of course!" Replied The Mother
" Uhhhh, Nope."
Mark kept falling through the hole which he appropriately named The Vortex Of Randomness.
"Really that's what your going with?" No that's what you're going with, you want me to pull that banana out again?
"No no please don't!" Ok now where were we? ah yes, as Mark fell through The Vortex Of Randomness he saw something that interested him a wizard fight one had no nose "No you're not going to ruin that series of wonderful books and movies!" Ok turns out that Mark was a big fat geek and he cried when I said a casual parodical sentence "Sorry," you better be!
Mark jumped into the wizard fight and he was greeted quite nicely " thanks man!" Thanked Mark
"Welcome thou is!" Replied one of the Wizards "Ok let's do this."
Mark immediately realized,(since he was a geek) that the sentence: 'welcome thou is' was not correct.
Hurried he jumped in between and proceeded to rant about how to use proper Shakespearean English. Annoyed the noseless wizard opened the Vortex back up and made Mark fall through it "Ahh!" Yelled Mark as he fell through endless worlds of randomness. "Hey narrator!" Ugh again with the interruptions "wait just one quick tiny little second" what is it!? "Do you even know how to end this story?" Oh I can end it now if you want, Mark realized that I was recklessly holding him over a live volcano "OH GOD OK HOLD ON!" Then stop breaking the damned forth wall "OK JUST PUT ME BACK INTO THE VORTEX!" And so I did. Mark kept falling and as if out of no where he was I a pitch black room the darkness consumed him and wrapped him up like a blanket, it was silent so silent you would hear a needle fall "Narrator you're giving me the creeps," good. Oh and if you don't stop talking I SWEAR TO GOD THIS IS GOING TO GO MUCH WORSE THAT IT'S ALREADY GOING! Thank you. Terrified by the narrator's furious anger he replied in a rather wimpy kind of way "okay."
