Hi, folks! I’m… I’m really sick today. Look at the picture. That’s me out of my mind on ham-pressed oysters. I never should have taken Warren up on that bet.
Now I’m shivering uncontrollably as absurd images spiral through my mind. Claude? Claude, is that you? Those look like your pants but the rest seems like the dream of a fevered unicorn! What a wonderful pattern behind you, though! Ha ha ha!
Ahhh! Renfield! Stay away! Terrify me not with your transformed Tronscape! Your fearsome cloaked visage hovers over shapes my tortured mind cannot comprehend! Why are you bringing me soup? Away with your nightmares, away!
Uhhhhh… so… so cold. Keep it together, Bjorn. It’s all in your mind. It’s the oysters talking. It’s the fever. Try to relax. It’s okay. Close your eyes. Close your eyes and count to ten. What’s that sound? It’s not a phalanx of monochronal Splorks charging towards me, is it?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
Help me, Master Hu! Calm me with your wisdom and serenity! Appear before me as a vision of black and white to soothe my mind before I go mad! Hurry, Hu, hurry!
- - -
Be at ease, Headmaster Bjorn. I am Hu. I am here. Know that your mind is safe. You are simply catching visions of Q Entertainment’s Peggle Dual Shot level backgrounds. Here, drink this restorative and be well.
- - -
Whew! Thanks, Hu! That did the trick. Plus I’ve learned a valuable lesson about not posting blogs while hallucinating from food poisoning!