A Picnic Trip

The algae at the end of the picnic table put me in an odd frame of mind. You see it was toxic and I had licked it. I was seeing colors I had no way of describing to you nor would likely remember for long. My tongue felt like I had just fell backwards into a pile of chinchillas on a snowy day in Honolulu. The best thing was the music though. I am sure it was not real though since I am well aware that trees don’t sing outside of cartoons. Their melody was an extreme mix of Bach and ZZ Top with a twist of Caribbean steel drums in the background.

After things returned to mostly normal for me I went back for one more lick. Sadly I only threw up and started to sweat a little. I left the park for home and ice cream.

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