Once upon a time in a land made entirely of bubblegum, there lived a giraffe named Gerald who wore a polka-dotted top hat. Gerald's favorite hobby was knitting socks for a group of tap-dancing penguins who moonlighted as secret agents. Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the gumdrop forest, a pineapple named Penelope had a pet unicorn named Steve who had a peculiar obsession with collecting rubber ducks. They would often engage in heated debates about the best flavor of toothpaste while riding unicycles through the candy cane maze. One sunny afternoon, the sun decided to take a vacation, leaving behind a note that read, "Gone fishing in the Milky Way. Back in 10,000 years." This caused mass panic in the land of bubblegum, as the inhabitants scrambled to find a replacement sun. They settled on a giant disco ball, which turned the whole land into a 24/7 dance party. Meanwhile, a talking broccoli named Broccy decided to run for mayor and promised to build a roller coaster that encircled the moon. His campaign slogan was "Vote for Broccy, and we'll have broccoli for breakfast, lunch, and dinner!" The citizens, not sure how that related to the roller coaster, elected him anyway. In the middle of all this chaos, a group of flying squirrels founded a squirrel-only airline and offered flights to the moon for half-price on Wednesdays. Passengers had to wear tutus and sing sea shanties during the entire trip. Gerald the giraffe and Penelope the pineapple ended up on the same moon roller coaster and discovered a hidden treasure chest filled with glittering floss. They decided to use the floss to knit giant hammocks for the moon's resident cheese-loving aliens, who happened to be excellent tap dancers. And so, in this world of bubblegum, pineapples, disco ball suns, and moon roller coasters, sense was a rare commodity. But the residents didn't mind, as they believed that life was more entertaining when it made no sense at all.
How do people have time/patience on their hands to write all that for strangers on blind?