Under the multicolored sky of the absurd, giraffes develop an unusual passion for clocks while stars fit themselves into canned goods.
The universe donned a tunic of absurdity when giraffes, those giants with endless necks, began to devour clocks with inexplicable frenzy. Moving the hand of time to infinity, these time grazers seemed to turn every tick-tock into delicious meals. The world watched, perplexed, as giraffes twisted the space-time continuum between their yellow teeth, moving mountains of seconds to dig valleys of minutes.
Parallel to this, the stars, those brilliant chandeliers of the universe, began to fall, not onto the ground, but into canned goods. This was not a meteorite, nor a cosmic spectacle, but rather a canned harvest, turning eternity into a ready-to-go meal. The cans, filled with canned constellations, were labeled with names of distant galaxies, as if each soup contained a portion of the cosmos.
“It’s a spectacle of absurdities,” declared Sir Fredrick McImaginary, expert in universal oddities. “But in a world where the unreal blends with the real, aren’t we all giraffes grazing on time and canned stars, fitting into our own limited universes?”
In the end, in this surreal world, we are all perplexed witnesses of this strange evolution. Yes, absurdity reigns. But isn’t it a sweet absurdity, the one that makes the moon smile, makes comets moan, and makes reality’s bears blink in astonishment at the sight of clock-eating giraffes and canned stars?
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