Suddenly, from amidst the figs, an asp appears! Its name is Ed! You bonk it on the nose with a pineapple and it flees. You will have a few more days rest.
Exhausted from the battle, you lay back, and Tony peels you another grape. Unaware that he's slipped another prescription Happy Pill [tm] into it, you float blissfully back into peaceful sleep, where you (yet again) find yourself dancing a fandango with 20 Suns, all dropping polished agate at your feet from their network connections. You offer them fresh kiwi, and they are your slaves for life.
Don't get too spoiled by all this - we want to see you again some day!
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