after i got to the beach because i didn't wanna go to bed, i sat down on the sandy sand. i looked around, no one was there. i began to eagerly plant my celery in amongst the sandy sand. my plan was working, i will one day rule over everything, all with the help of a little bit of fart gas, celery and being tired. i would be the Gassy Sassy Celery eating tired person in a meeting Super Zero. not a Hero. a ZERO
