There once was a very slippery ostrich who never liked to sit crossed legged, but always sat like he wanted to jump like a frog sitting on a very hot lily pad in The Swirling Vortex, at the centre of the abyss. He truly thought of nothing else but the sweet succulent flavour of sweet honey dew. When suddenly, a mysteriously dark creature appeared in the distance. The ostrich slowly backed up and tripped over the many dildos around his feet. He grabs one and throws it, still pulsing as it collides with