Your dreams will not come true. That’s because your dreams are sick and twisted. What’s wrong with you? Those poor innocent bookcases don’t deserve being dreamed about like that. Get your mind out of the butter and maybe then we’ll consider granting some of your wishes.

You know what they call you in Wishland? Buttermind. Yeah, you heard it. That’s exactly what I meant to say. Now cut it out.

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