Funk 1

The place: Finland
The date: December 22nd
The culprit: a little blue pen
If I'd known It would end like this, I never would've asked for that cursed
pen
It all started about a month ago
I was hanging out at some underground stationary store in San Francisco
It was there that I first saw the pen
This was no ordinary pen, mind you, it had special powers
I knew I had to have it
I begged and pleaded for the sake of sanity to own that pen
Finally, Christmas morning came
I rushed downstairs, ripped through all the wrapping and all the packages
And finally, in one box, I found the pen
When I reached to grab it,
It started to glow a bright electric blue
And there, I found the land of the blue killer whale
And I was swept away, and I've no way to get back home