Bristol was once their capital with free roller-coaster rides and robot policemen, Bill Hicks reckoned. The day after this madness, zombies will be enslaved by dragons from outer space, crossbred Younivarsitty Professers. Yellow skies is not a wallpaper on Microhat Winux or Apple, only the fruitcake Über variation which is available only during first opening hours of the QI cafe in Abokasee's home town, located on Bartix. The capital is the most fabulous part of Bartixia, with emerald covered mountains, named: "Dictionary of King Arthur". This dictionary contains the secret truth about the origin of Christmas trees, which contained no hidden truths at all.
Instead they contained some rather mysterious notes on how Santa celebrated this season. Reindeer meat was not found in the Christmas menu section, however was served in uranian brothels, inevitably, and medium rare preferred, though smoked ham was cheaper than reindeer.
After reindeer meat ,it tasted like beef roasted by magnesium oven, this was rather nice actually accompanied with the 5 litres of vodka, molotov cocktail, potassium alchopop, of human leg bones obtained from The Great Zombie Raid '07. Many zombies fell to Charge's sword but more to mrdun's double-bladed axe of +1337 agility. The axe was cursed by the druid, and correspondingly it flew upsidedown; then men began to worship Cthulhu and there was a rumour that the terrible druid had played WoW until he reached level 80, then downgrading to 1 and selling his computer so he can eat dominos all day long...the fool would kill his own dog, but dog killed him first. Dogs won the... scratch that... lost this day. All mimes must be silent, or else they will be eliminated, don't they? Dogs hate Marcel, but love Toni, and won the olympic games of... -that's a secret! But secrets can be discovered using a metal detector, this secret has nothing to do with Captain Spam, the stupidest man ever entered this twisted world, but He likes hammers with sauce and scrambled spy messages that only he can decode. Scrambled eggs and spam is always for spammers. We don't like spam, however. We prefer spud-flakes.