The spooniest giraffe-thing (alien?) accosted me in my madness the other day. Its body was upsetting in its nondescript-ness; it was yellow and smooth. Its 'eyes' were held above its head(?) with stiff straight stalks. The lids(?) mostly transparent, I could see lights beneath the smoothened surface flitter about as they looked in independent directions.
As it spoke, a small, motionless cartoon grin would appear where I thought its nose should go. Its voice was high-pitched and booming; the single sentence it said to me reverberated through my skull for hours after.
GO TO SLEEP, JACKASS
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