I once ate sixty-nine log cabins if that was relevant. My stomach is burning now, I think that we might need to drink the Pepto Vodka. Summon some logcabins, for excessive digestion. My consumption created problems down at Wallmart. They said: "How dare this heathen logcabin-eater consume sixty-nine damn logcabins!" It was just another ugly cockroach. They exploded happily while giving me exquisite pieces of chicken. "Get me more syrup!" Was what logcabins were Logcabined about. Also, Ddynamo twerked a logcabin at the fairground called Snazzypants, being exceptionally fancy and chique in his pants (innuendo), while abandoned logs avoided by cockroaches party's political thugs wearing snazzy shoes be gin. On tomorrow's highlight logcabin-builders built billions of extra tower billboards. Yesterday Armoks log-cabin miasma'd some filthy elves living in not-log-cabin Logcabins. It was truly the coolest scene of log-cabination-CLOWNS shot from there to LogCabinVille. Rejoice, Eggplanta salad rejoicers, for tonight you dine on Hell! Bickering about arguing about how logcabins should try to CLOWNING WELL PURPLE! Sorry for my outburst, I've had schizophrenia since that one lizard twerked from HELL