Next Thursday, the crow went for a walk. She saw a post-it note. The post-it note was blank. The crow took her chainsaw out of her back pocket. But it was Thursday, so she couldn't dispose of the chainsaw. Instead, she placed it upon the moon. The moon said, "Little crow, what are you doing up here? Your destiny is to be a fry cook at McDonald's!" And so the crow ventured to Dairy Queen. That day, Dairy Queen only sold dry erase markers. But the crow did not wish to have a dry erase marker. So she asked the employee of the eternity, a sweaty mongoose with a 2-dimensional head and a 3-dimensional jaw, "Will you marry me?" The mongoose replied, "No, but I will give you a sarcastic ocelot. You can marry him if you like." "What if I don't like?" asked the crow. "If you don't like you can marry a lumpy zebra." "I think I will marry a lumpy zebra," said the crow. The zebra didn't like keyboards. The zebra did like movies, though! The zebra and the crow (they were now happily married) They went to a movie called, "Merry Christmas, Eyebrows! Hey, Eyebrows, There's Something I'd Like To Tell You! There Was Once A Baboon Who Loved Shoes. Unfortunately, He Didn't Have Any Shoes. That Made Him Very Sad. Because He Was Sad, And It Was A Wednesday, And He Didn't Live Within 7 Miles Of A Chair, He Had To Go To The Nearest Corn Field He Could Find. At That Very Moment, He Happened To Feel Sacred. But That Was A Problem, Because He Wanted To Feel Embarrassed, So He Decided To Eat A Lawnmower, And Name Himself Justin. Justin Felt Embarrassed. But Unfortunately, Justin Was Satisfied Because He Felt Embarrassed, So He No Longer Felt Embarrassed. Then, Justin Became Angry Because He Was No Longer Embarrassed." After the movie, the zebra said, "That movie was not very goo." The crow agreed that the movie was not goo. But they both thought it was good. They decided to go to to the dumpster. It was a wonderful place to be. As they were floating along softly to the dumpster, they saw an apprehensive goat. The goat was hungry. That's why she went to Taco Bell. She said to the worker at Taco Bell, "I would like two capital Hs to go, please." The employee, a sympathetic iguana, said, "I'm sorry, we're out of two capital Hs. May I interest you in three capital Hs?" The goat gladly accepted three capital Hs. "It is time..." thought Pam. "It is time... to reveal my secret..."