the one time that I was a child

One time when I was a child, I found myself accidentally falling down a hill. This hill betrayed me, though it was my own penguin publishing company. The polar icecaps are making Yogi's job in the technology department rather versed. While local universities are allowing for people to be kidnapped by aliens for a small pay, thus it is an opportunity being taken up by many a university students. Please come home, Paiint, my parents miss the rent which you payed. Please be wary of our new housemate, Germany. While it has been speculated that none of these university students will resurface, I know from trustworthy sources, such as my Art teacher's children's book, that they will definitely be alright, Gert and Bev, if you are reading this (And I know you hopefully are- I forwarded this to you- okay, we can talk it through at dinner tonight) Paiint will be back with your rent ready. My  art teacher's children's book, you may be asking, does that mean that I professionally practice art, no, it does not. I found the teachings of Mr. L Ron Hubbard to improve my work significantly. Dianetics, their book, which lives alongside my copy of Where is the Green Sheep proved to me that the people who owe you rent will always come back to you. It's not as if rent is a dumb capitalistic system, well known for being dumb, capitalistic, and a system. Back to that one time that I fell over. Before being taken by aliens required permission, and aliens did it as easily peasily as they ate frozen peas (good meal to sing public domain music to). Before that time, I accidentally tripped, having the beam take me up- however I offered my friend Paiint to the aliens instead. Friends have left with the accusation, that Paiint's disappearance was entirely my fault, but instead I blame hope for poisoning a child.