Funk 1

The place: Finland

The date: December 22nd

The culprit: a little blue pen

If I'd known It would end like this, I never would've asked for that cursed

pen

It all started about a month ago

I was hanging out at some underground stationary store in San Francisco

It was there that I first saw the pen

This was no ordinary pen, mind you, it had special powers



I knew I had to have it

I begged and pleaded for the sake of sanity to own that pen

Finally, Christmas morning came

I rushed downstairs, ripped through all the wrapping and all the packages

And finally, in one box, I found the pen

When I reached to grab it,

It started to glow a bright electric blue

And there, I found the land of the blue killer whale

And I was swept away, and I've no way to get back home