we thought we'd never see you again

cosmic despair (is there any other kind?) enervated frankie grittingly hammering iridescent jackrabbits karmic lethargy mandated nebulousness open the door the door opened ah mr francis we thought we'd never see you again good afternoon palgrave you're looking well i'm a little surprised to see you still here perhaps time doesn't flow so freely after all i've been cloned several times sir overhead penumbric quasars reverberated is madame here? is she well? she finally had her species change operation, sir really and what kind of cat did she finally become she changed her mind at the last minute sir and became a goldfish instead there it is right there every table and chair in the conservatory and most of the floor was piled high with comic books silent tarantulas undulated sluggishly we have every issue ever printed of action comics and detective comics would you like to read some? actually i'd like to read them all would you like to take a closer look at madame? no, a goldfish is a goldfish i'd rather read the april 1947 issue of detective comics i think i missed it the first time around will there be anything else sir please order every issue of batman comics and also adventure comics i was always a secret superboy fan vapor of vixenish wineglasses envelop yet another zeros are beyond counting