Teh Paxxorz Roxxorz

Dropping through the tunnel, I discovered I could control my descent by the mere thought of cheesecake. In my mind, I pictured a graham cracker crust and silky filling and I jerked to a stop. I thought of a fork full of cheesecake and I started falling at a slow speed. Four fork fulls and I slowed. I pictured an empty pan and I dropped like a ton of bricks. I then thought of the ingredients, but I couldn't remember what goes in it aside from cream cheese. I remembered too late. The ground was very hard. My shins bones are sticking out of my legs and the blood is spurting out. The rabbit just left me. It seems that he's late for a very important date. He hated to run, hello goodbye, he's late he's late he's late.