I am going to buy too much orange juice. Picture an ocean of orange juice and that will not be enough. Oceans will be able to fit inside my orange juice. I do not think there will be enough land to contain it but who knows we will find out how much orange juice is possible. I am talking intergalactic volumes. The orange juice will start multiplying when it gets struck by lightning and orange juice will become the only available substance for life to live in. Not surprisingly life will survive because the impetus for life is to remain living. I am going to find you in the orange juice. I am going to surprise you with balloons and big whistles and glittery cone hats my dear. We will be floating around in the orange juice dealing with a new respiration. It will be weird but what do you expect when the universe fills up with juice. I am going to force you to start drinking it. I am going to massage the orange juice down your throat and you will accept it because you are a victim. You will not put up a fight. I will show you my overwhelming gentle power. I will make you drink and drink and that is all that will happen for a very long time. The motion of the universe will unify and swirl around the opening of your mouth. You will fill up and everyone will call you fatty except for me. I will call you the cancer of all.
