Reality when viewed through the to of an upside down milk bottle will almost certainly appear inside out. But what is really strange is how wet you become, especially if the top as been removed. So states Kenny Dyson from Glossop.
When one tries to extrapolate the misplaced perceptions we have concerning all aspects of reality including those that we really do not understand we become bogged down in a retrospective and slightly ambivalent form of hindsight.
So looking back over what we consider to be a convoluted extrapolation of slightly awry thoughts on the subject of reality we can be forgiven for our over reliance on whet we have experienced by looking forward in hindsight to a future of past connotations.
Once reality becomes embroiled in a veil of vague perceptions it may overstretch our capacity to understand just what the hell this post is inferring too.
For while it is plain to see that even the most pragmatic of open minded and profound thinkers will struggle to make sense of this post it is heartening that you persist in the hope that by listening or reading the context of this post you will undoubtably find some solace in the fact that its not just you who maybe losing their sense of understanding.
So it may be construed that when ever one logs into or visits that wholly remarkable website http://www.theaardvarlkskettle.com you could be risking losing your sense of reality to such an extent that you attempt to clean out your hamster cage. Which in itself is odd because you have never had a hamster. (Perhaps you kept a goldfish in it)
So we amble through life totally unaware of just exactly what it is we may or may not have trouble in understanding, it may feel appropriate to find solace in an empty milk bottle. And by talking to it you can eventually put your mind to rest and relinquish your hold on reality even if its just for a minute or two.
The Corner Cupboard is a Public House in Glossop Derbyshire where the brother of the author of this post does Karaoke but they are totally unaware of this post and they may or may not understand it.
So as we finish just take a minute or two to be become acquainted to the owner of this post his name is Kenny Dyson from Glossop and he still hates school. Isn’t that right Heather.
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