Some things need clearing up

Firstly, Pearple Prose can do shit but he's a cunt, so if you're reading this: go eat a dick. (you have wronged me.)

Next on the agenda is that yesterday I had to go on an expedition to the Atlas Mountains to fight off the threat of the flock of deranged pterodactyls from Mars, and that was a success. For this I would like to thank my mother and father, my dog Colin, and especially my new sunglasses which allowed me to see the pterodactyls in the bright moonlight.

Also, never trust a clock. clocks are the devil incarnate and they intend to draw you off course and tempt you to the way of evil. If a clock ever tries to talk to you, ignore it with all your will or face an eternity of torment. Just sayin'.

Most importantly of all these things is that this is an image of a golf cart and should be treated as such.