10-17-2018, 10:56 PM
...And a zebra with a hangover with the Dormouse, also hungover, chatting away on the cell phone and jangling SHA's keys, riding the zebra on a strangely crafted mini-saddle slowly pull themselves through the vending machine onto the ground. The Dormouse blows his tiny nose on a silk handkerchief and nonchalantly tosses it back into the machine along with the cell phone and a half of a teacup, and promptly falls asleep.
A bucket full of wishes... is sometimes too heavy