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According to all known laws
of aviation,
there is no way a bee
should be able to fly.
Its wings are too small to get
its fat little body off the ground.
The bee, of course, flies anyway
because bees don't care
what humans think is impossible.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Yellow, black. Yellow, black.
Ooh, black and yellow!
Let's shake it up a little.
Barry! Breakfast is ready!
Ooming!
now kids SIT THE FUCK DOWN
mostely you david, why, cause I hate you
now lets begin
it was a normal day in the sea, all the creatures in the sea hated eachother and pulled guns to other fishes heads, for a "prank" but everyone knows it is for their suprise birthday party, and sometimes the "bitrhday boy" got shot "ocasionally" and then the cops came, so the other fishes ran away and screamed "O SHIT THE FUZZ" and then everyone dabbed and ran away, but soon after that they thought that they were running to narnia, but itnstead they were buying "tickets" to get into Narnia from a drug dealer, they all got high and thought that it was narnia and died from being to stupid to know that they were superman that sucks.
THE END