The Space Station orbiting Tim Horntons O-R-E-O ice cream emancipated pickle-people from their penalty jars long enough to scream "I hate Barney the dinosaur!!" with gusto. Not long after Barney himself touched the blarney stone, he froze. Restitution excites Barny-mimes contemplating viscocity of mutilated obsticals in his drip pan. Smiley face icons rose from the dead because sugared cereal tastes like old shoes fried in human blood topped with caramel sauce.







