Captains log. We have lost track of time and although weeks have passed we have not moved. After the squirrel incident we have all gone frozen by our surroundings.
Anther wagon passed us by last night, or was it last week. I think somewhere along the trail we entered into a time warp where we stand still but life keeps going on. I turned my head last night and here is what happened:
I could feel a breeze flowing over my face. I looked out in the horizon and the tumbleweed was not tumbling; just sitting there.
I looked forward and a mogwai was in front of me asking me if i had HBO or MTV. I am unsure what each of these things are, but was more freaked out by this cute little cudley dude just talking with me. I mean the words were very raspy and he seemed friendly, but something said don;t get him wet.
As I was about to pet the mogwai i was transported to a 3D land of 64bit fun. Some guy named mario was challenging me to a game called tennis. There was a maharishi there playing a guitar singing "Life on Mars" and i had a montage of our trip thus far.
Well I did end up winning the tennis match 3-2, but after I won i looked left and there was wagon. I shook my head and decided to walk around. As i got i out fell flat on my face. It turns out that someone put our wagon up on some rocks and although the wheels were moving we were not. Hopefully we can get off this rock and back on the trail.
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Mario is a baller. I don't know how you beat him but you better run. I hear there was a lot of money on that game and some bad people are after you.
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