Where pigs fly underwater like penguins from pluto, there is a moon orbiting the small baby of doom and destruction, he is leus, the twisted one, for he changes the water of mars to a red salty mixture from a priest known as "asthma" and churns the solarsystem into cheese for his moon of pies and whipple flakes, for whipple flakes are the one reason tha the maori people of alpha centuri have come to destroy the very fabric of my shoes, the very shoes that are talking to me as i have known them to be my parents of fostering the children from the past, competing with the future causing a spacial distrotion moving my ship to the atom of the toilet seat.....