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|  | A Flying Arrow ... And Whipped Cream Sheep
The arrow flew through the air as the archer released it from the bow. In fact, enormous azure wings burst out of it and it flapped into the sky. Now you can imagine the archer wasn't very happy about this. He backed up 4.5433573 miles and ran, leaping up to catch the arrow. But, of course, it flew further out of reach, and the archer landed, scraping his nose off in the process. But he didn't seem unduly upset. Instead he took it home and put it in his tea, remarking it tasted much better than honey and sugar. Meanwhile, the arrow flew to Montana, and landed in the one tree in the state. It really looked like a thin bird sitting on its really pointy beak, sitting there so peacefully, watching the sheep, who for some reason had red cherries glued to their heads. But then the sheep grew excited and stampeded after it, and the arrow just stared admiringly. They really looked like whipped cream, with the cherries on top and everything. So it flew in to take a bite, only at the last moment it realized it had no mouth. And while he was realizing this, a sheep took his fragile stick self and snapped it like the twig it was. |
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